"Let me see who's so bold, living in such a nice place."
A shout of curses echoed as the bamboo door was kicked open, shattering the tranquility in the pond with the sound.
Lin Chen's gaze was icy, his eyes following the direction of the sound. He saw a young man, about twenty years old, exuding a rogue aura, stepping through the bamboo door from outside the building.
Behind the man, several figures followed, their heads held high, slowly moving inward.
"Hey, kid, you've got some nerve living here. Do you not know this is our usual hangout? By staying here, where do you expect us to go?"
As the young man walked in, he nonchalantly sat on a stone bench to the side, crossing his legs and swaying slightly.
"Why is it that no matter where I go, I encounter people with an overinflated sense of self?"
