Uncle Was Sick
"Hey!" A Yellow-Tooth Player behind him laughed. "Big brother, look, people have blocked off the carriages in front and behind. Where can you go? Sooner or later, we'll end up mixed together anyway. Why leave as soon as we meet? That's so unfriendly."
The Cannibal Players laughed, some louder than others. Dr. Deng's legs were shaking so badly his calves were trembling. Worried he might have a full-blown panic attack, Xu Huo called for a Conductor.
"Kid, you've got some nerve." The Yellow-Tooth Player sized him up along with the others, their caution plain to see.
The fact was, the Cannibal Players in the carriage hadn't immediately swarmed over to tear Dr. Deng apart because of Xu Huo's behavior.
Although most of the players aboard were D-class players, no one could say for sure whether a High-level Player might be traveling on the train. Besides, Dr. Deng looked like a pushover, while Xu Huo was clearly playing the protector. He was calm and composed, so the others had to be careful.
Xu Huo ignored the Yellow-Tooth Player's probing remarks. He sat down, gazed straight ahead, and waited for the Conductor to arrive.
The Yellow-Tooth Player exchanged a look with the player beside him, then stood and walked toward Xu Huo.
The other players all waited to see how the first confrontation would play out. Hearing the footsteps, Dr. Deng couldn't help turning around. When he saw the player approaching, he frantically grabbed at the arm of the person beside him. Xu Huo, however, remained expressionless, as if he didn't notice the hostile gaze fixed on his back.
"Quit putting on an act." The Yellow-Tooth Player strode forward and reached for his shoulder. Just then, Xu Huo turned his head and looked at him coldly. "You'd better sit