Chapter 87

Carson continued his steps, observing the crowds on the streets. Several street games caught his attention, but none made him feel the need to get involved, like the chess game he had previously played.

"It's interesting here, too. So crowded and neat," Carson muttered to himself. He felt comfortable and entertained, seeing how everything was neatly organised. Usually, he had to deal with impolite people who did not hesitate to bump into him on the road. However, this time, everything seemed different.

It had only been a few seconds, Carson thought. A few seconds later, a young man suddenly ran without paying attention to his surroundings and hit Carson hard. Carson almost staggered but tried to stay on his feet. The young man continued to run without changing his pace. Carson managed to stop him quickly, touching the arm of the young man, who still looked hurried.

The young man turned around with an angry and hateful gaze. "What are you doing? This road is public. It's not yours. It'