In the snow-covered Inner World, Qing Chen sat in a hover car parked in front of the Begonia Boxing Gym, quietly waiting for something.
He looked through the car window at the crowd coming and going outside, not even the heavy snow could stop people from enjoying the bustling nightlife.
The dancers, clad in gauzy fabrics, stood in the windows of the clubs, graceful and alluring like the luxurious display windows at the entrance of commercial centers in the Outer World, with their expensive goods.
On the street, there were already drunken men stumbling out of nightclubs, clutching their beer glasses, and collapsing onto the snowy ground.
Then, the nightclub security would haul them away with carts, ensuring their patrons weren't robbed of their kidneys.
At this time, the outside world did not know that Zhang Chengze had already encountered danger,