River-Sea City, Waterside Manor Residential Compound.
It was a luxurious residential compound built beside the water, with a section of townhouses.
At that moment, the morning sun was rising in the east.
Though it was still early, an argument could already be heard outside one of the villas.
A wealthy, middle-aged woman with curly hair stood at the villa entrance, hurling foul language at a young couple with a vicious tongue.
Outside the villa, the young couple was completely overwhelmed by her aggression.
But their child was still lying in the hospital.
They could not accept that the culprit who had given their child a concussion had received no punishment whatsoever.
Most importantly, she was arrogant and overbearing, without the slightest remorse!
So the young couple was determined to demand an explanation, no matter what.
Even if it was only an apology.
"Woof, woof, woof!"
Ferocious barking came from the villa courtyard, where a large dog with tan markings above its eyes stood on its hind legs, its forepaws against the fence, frantically making noise.
Just as the two sides reached an impasse, a tall, thin young man suddenly walked out of the villa.
A freshly lit cigarette hung from his mouth, and a sneer curled his lips.
He was clearly doing well in the Godforsaken Game, and he was even toying with a pair of Gold Tier scimitars, their sharp blades gleaming gold.
He looked at the young couple. "Didn't you hear what my mom said? Get lost. I just asked your friends and found out your in-game aliases. Keep making trouble, and you can forget about getting anywhere in the Godforsaken Game..."
"Or do you want to die right now?"
As he finished speaking,
he already held the pair of golden scimitars before his chest, his icy gaze