Chapter 95
"Lev? What on God's green Earth are you doing out here?"
Lev lowered his hands that were trying to shield his head, I think.
"You know this guy?" Mr. Huang asked.
"Yeah," I answered.
"Is he your friend?" I nodded in reply while Lev looked like he understood nothing of what Mr. Huang was saying.
"Please tell me he did not insulted me in another language," he said aloud and I could only laugh lightly.
"No, I did not just insulted you in another language." Mr. Huang slipped in. He gave Levy a scrutinizing look.
"I feel like I've seen you somewhere," he mused softly. "Who did you say you came here with?" Mr. Huang's arm muscle twitched visibly and I got ready to block his blow if he was going to throw one towards Levy again.
I don't know what beef they have but Levy's a friend and I won't let him get hurt. I know very well how that'll turn out for him just by getting trained by Mr. Huang for a few days. It will not be a pretty experience.
"Oh, a friend. I've been trying to contact Pixie but she hasn't been answering. I found out that my cousin knew her grandmother so I gave her a call and she told me where you're at. So here I am." I frowned at his explanation.
Something's not adding up. Nana knows not to give out information like that to strangers. Especially with what I do. Maybe he confirmed something that convinced her he was a friend?
Whatever it is, maybe it's a good thing that he was there. It gives Mr. Huang someone to partner me up with so that I could start learning how to fight properly instead of punching air and stuff. It's starting to make me feel like an idiot.
"Xiăo Fú, haven't you told him your name?"
"No"
"Should I be worried?" Mr. Huang's eyebrows were a bit furrowed; that indicated that he didn't trusting Levy. "No."
I knew he wanted to ask more questions related to that answer. He probably wanted to know if I truly trusted Levy or not but I honestly haven't figured that out myself. My doubts were mostly built out of wariness and Bryant has taught me a lot of things but being reckless on who you trust was not on that list.
During the whole conversation that I had with Shī Fu, Lev looked like he wanted to bang his head against a wall and I couldn't blame him. Mandarin would sound like a fork scratching a black board to someone's ears if they didn't understand it. It was hard to understand and definitely harder to learn. If mom didn't let our old neighbour didn't teach me that language from my early childhood, I would be slapping my hand over the mouths of anyone who uttered a single word in mandarin.
It was an excellent language to speak in if you didn't want anyone to understand what you're saying though. Bryant and I used to speak in Mandarin all the time just to get on our parents' nerves. It was hilarious whenever they would just pick up their things and leave the room every time we started speaking to each other in Mandarin.
"So where's your friend?" Mr. Huang's accent grew thick and I was immediately wary. Nothing good ever happens when his accent appears.
I remembered that one time I followed Bryant to Mr. Huang's place and ended up staying over.
Some rude hiker got lost and strayed to Mr. Huang's cabin. At first, he was just seeking some directions but then he started getting arrogant vibe and he started picking on Bryant for no reason.
I had jumped in front of Bryant and glared at the man sharply when he started making fun of my brother. The hiker had towered over me and it was most probably a comical sight. The second he narrowed his eyes at me and made a move to touch me, Bryant grabbed me by my waist and hid me behind his figure, out of the man's reach. Mr. Huang's accent when he demanded the man to leave his land was so thick that no one would've thought he was a local. From then on, my body tense up and I grow alert when Mr. Huang's accent thickens.
I would've been terrified if I was at the receiving end and I truly felt sorry for the hiker. Fortunately, he escaped with a mere bruise on his arm from where Mr. Huang gripped it.
"Oh, he's somewhere nearby, probably setting up the tent or something." Levy replied dismissively while looking around the area in disinterest. My eyebrows shot up at that.
"You guys are planning to camp here?"
I didn't know how I felt about that but Levy was a friend so it should be alright, right? Mr. Huang, however, didn't seem to think so. The questions he was shooting at Levy seemed to be endless.
"When are you planning to return to wherever you came from?" I slapped Mr. Huang's arm lightly which was unsurprisingly hard with muscles. For a guy his age, he was beyond fit.
"Don't be rude, Shī Fu." I scolded him in a slight whisper. He either didn't hear what I said or decided to ignore it.
"Whatever it is, I don't see the need for you to knock at this hour." I frowned at him. He wasn't usually this rude to people. Last time I remembered, he was quite civilized.
"Right, I'm sorry. I just wanted to make sure that Pixie was really here and that I didn't get the wrong house."
"Well now you know so good night." That was the end of the conversation as Mr. Huang ushered me inside and nearly slammed the door at Levy's face.
