Dixiao Clubhouse, inside a luxurious villa.
Zhan Ji lay breathless on a cartoon bed covered in second-dimensional patterns, his upper body wrapped in thick bandages, looking extremely wretched.
Mu Zhuoshen laughed gleefully, "Kid, who did you offend to be beaten like this?"
Zhan Ji rolled his eyes before spit out, "I'm just a homebody, who could I have offended? It was just the 'Red Scarf'."
At the mention of 'Red Scarf,' the expressions of Mu Zhuoshen and Qiao Chengxun turned stern in a second.
Qiao Chengxun asked in a deep voice, "Are you sure it was him?"
Zhan Ji shook his head in confusion, "Ninety percent sure. That person appeared and disappeared like a ghost; I don't know how he got into my house. I installed a total of 232 cameras, and not one caught him.
When he came to beat me, he only said one sentence, 'Don't misuse the name of Red Scarf again, or I'll kill you,' and then he was gone."