Toward

Meanwhile, near the Walsh family's villa... Rain was pouring down, and dark clouds were covering the sky. The young man with bloodshot eyes was walking on the road with a knife. His shoulders were soaked, and his legs were injured from being beaten. He had a limp as he walked, but he firmly made his way toward the nearby villa. He had to get his revenge. He had to! Ronald held the hilt of the knife in his hand tightly, and his mind was filled with the desire to drag the Walsh family down with him. At that moment, the rain suddenly stopped pouring on him. A black umbrella was opened behind him. Ronald was stunned. He didn't look back, nor did he care who was holding the umbrella for him. He simply continued to move forward. One step, two steps. When he finally got close, the tall courtyard wall and iron door of the Walsh family's villa blocked his way. This villa was solid like gold, with surveillance cameras inside and outside. There were also a lot of bodyguards, so he couldn't get in