Young Master's PoV: Woke Up As A Villain In A Game One Day - Chapter 210: Massacre [I]

... e you'd slapped their mothers and set fire to their childhood homes.

So much for post-battle camaraderie.

I sighed, shaking my head at how ungrateful people could be. Some men just couldn't appreciate genius.

I retrieved my sword and slid it back into the inner pocket of my robe — its fabric stained with soot and dirt, but was fine otherwise.

My legs felt like jelly, drained of both adrenaline and strength, as I started making my way toward the plaza's edge.