A Kiss For Every Bruise
The old man’s eyes, Kai’s eyes, they all registered something dangerous.
Kai’s lips twisted into a smirk. “So, the so-called Smiling Tiger finally appears. Do you know what you are meddling with?” I did not answer. I never did when words were unnecessary.
The fight was quick, precise, and brutal. Eastern martial arts flowed through me like water, strikes, throws, locks, all aimed at subduing, not killing. But every move carried force and authority. Kai lunged, attempting dark manipulations, curses murmured under his breath, but he underestimated two things, me and Doctor Liang.
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