Yan Sihai's Intention

The car window rolled down slowly, and a burly, extraordinary man appeared, beckoning to Ethan Smith.

This man was none other than Kylan Taylor.

He held a cigar in his hand and said casually, "Get in and let's talk."

Ethan wasn't surprised; he had guessed that Kylan would look for him.

Without saying a word, Ethan turned and climbed into the car.

Once inside, the car sped off into the distance.

Ethan politely asked, "Mr. Taylor, what can I do for you?"

Kylan blew out a smoke ring and said coldly, "You've got quite the guts for going after a member of my Taylor family?"

Ethan guessed what Kylan was getting at, so he responded with a smile, "Mr. Taylor, pursuing Emily Taylor is my right."

"Right? Do you really think someone like you deserves such a right?" Kylan said coldly.

Ethan replied calmly, "I believe there shouldn't be any difference in status between people, and I think Miss Taylor shares the same view."