Chapter 97
The door swung open with a loud creak, arousing me from my dazed state. The two idiots were still knocked out cold but I'm not complaining. Less work to do equals to a happy Cassandra. Happy Cassandra might be lenient. Although, looking at Levy's half-sober face made her blood boil once more. Whatever beef this friend of his has with Mr. Huang, he shouldn't have gotten involved the second he knew that she was going to get roped in.
Mr. Huang casted an indifferent look towards the tied men and strolled inside the cabin. He brought with him a basket full of fruits and what looked like meat. For a moment, all thoughts about Levy vanished and my mouth watered at the thought of meat. I didn't know how much I craved eating something until I saw the fruits brought into my line of sight.
It didn't even occur to me that Mr. Huang looked too calm when he saw the tied fools until later on. I mean, come on, two people tied together in your living space, the normal reaction would to scream bloody murder.
Well, maybe you won't if you're a professional fighter. You'd probably chop them in half with your bare hands or something. I definitely could see Mr. Huang doing that bit. He took his groceries into the kitchen and although I wanted to follow him, I didn't feel comfortable leaving these two unguarded; no matter how confident I was with my rope-tying skills. So I waited for him to get back.
Mr. Huang was one of those people who are very nice to others and rarely loses it. He's just really patient. But when he does blow up, my brother used to say that even Cerberus would tuck its tail between its hind legs and scurry off. I never thought that I would live to see that day considering Mr. Huang's isolated living circumstances.
He came back from the kitchen, his face not giving anything off, scaring the crap out of me. I didn't like not being able to read people. I got really good at it since I was a kid. From facial expressions, I tried to teach myself to notice the shifts in people's body language that could give away hints on what the person was about to do or what they were feeling.
Mr. Huang, though, was not an easy subject to read. His facial expression ranges between being murderous and calm. I couldn't tell what he was about to do but what I've picked up from past experiences was that the man was a ticking time bomb.
He could blow up anytime now or much later, I couldn't fell but not soon after that, I got my answer soon after.
With a loud crack from skin slapping skin, Levy finally roused from his slumber. In a way, I was relieved that Mr. Huang had hit him first. I'm sure I don't think I had it in me to beat him up myself.
Whatever mistakes he had committed, he had been my friend.
I would've ended up hurting myself more than I hurt him. It would not have been a pleasant experience to endure.
A grunt came out of Levy's friend as Mr. Huang delivered a well-measured kick onto the man's torso. I knew it must've taken great self-control to not let his foot cause internal bleeding in the man.
"Bring me some ice water." Mr. Huang ordered without looking away from the 2 sprawled men. I let my legs lead me to the fridge and took the water jug of freezing cold water.
I handed it over to Mr. Huang and quickly took a step back, keeping a safe distance in case he had used up all his self-control. I hope it doesn't happen but there's no harm in bracing yourself for the worst.
Without further hesitation, Mr. Huang poured the contents of the jug over the two tied men who instantly regained their consciousness through a series of breathless gasps and heaving. I could see their body shivering vigorously and I was almost able to feel the way the cold liquid seeped through their clothes and onto their skin.
I couldn't imagine waking up like that. I could see their bodies trembling generate heat but they couldn't do anything but shake since they were still bound by the rope. Mr. Huang crouched to level them and gripped the stranger's collar. "Why have you come? I thought you understood what I meant by not wanting to see you ever again."
The man had enough stupidity to force out a chuckle through his heavy breathing. If he tries to wriggle his way out, the ropes would dig into his skin even further than it already has. It was an unnecessary pain to go through.
"And I was pretty sure I left with a promise to come back here and beat your ass, old man. I'm simply holding on to that promise." His gaze flickered to me. Mr. Huang stoad up and blocked the stranger's view of me.
"I'm pretty sure that we haven't been introduced yet, young lady. Come on, don't be shy." There was a slyness to his tone that made me wary.
"What do you want, Klovski?" Mr. Huang sighed out as he looked at the two men tied up in his cabin irritably.
Klovski clucked at him and shook his head in mock disappointment.
"The second that I heard there was someone visiting you, I remembered that it's been too long since I paid you any visit. So, I thought why not. You know what I want, old man." His lips morphed into a twisted grin. Mr. Huang made a disapproving of sound from his throat.
"Well you won't be getting it." Mr. Huang said dismissively. I clenched and unclenched my fists, trying to stop my stomach from continuously churning. Uneasiness was a vast understatement of what I was feeling.
Once again, Klovski seemed to sense my troubled vibe and turned his focus towards me.
"Tell me, little girl; why do you seem so familiar?" Mr. Huang's final warning echoed through the cabin as he snapped at the man to shut his pie hole.
"What? Scared that she won't be up for it?" The challenge in his tone was clear and it ticked me off. Who the hell did he think he was, acting almighty?
