REVENGE OF THE MOURNER

Don't Try To Make Me Angry

"Hey, what's wrong with you? You didn't have to be that rude, right?" the female receptionist protested.

"Don't you know who he is? He's a criminal. Five years ago, he was arrested by the police for raping a maid!"

The female receptionist's eyes widened. She stared at Leon again. Leon briefly stared back at her, coldly, then locked his eyes back on the male receptionist.

Click!

"Too late. The security guards will be here soon. They're going to drag you out like they're dragging a dog!" the male receptionist said.

Just as he said, two security guards appeared from outside, running toward the lobby with their hands ready to pull their batons from their waists.

"What's wrong? What happened?" asked one of the guards, his face tense.

The male receptionist pointed at Leon and said, "This man is trying to cause trouble here. Drag him out!"

The two guards immediately looked at Leon, scanning him from head to toe. Frowns appeared on their foreheads. As far as they could see, Leon didn't look dangerous or threatening.

"What did he do?" the same guard asked, looking back at the male receptionist.

"You guys don't recognize this criminal?" the male receptionist asked back, his face annoyed. "Five years ago, he was sentenced to prison for raping a maid at The Harrington family residence. Now he suddenly shows up and forces his way in to meet Mr. Arkwell. Hurry up, throw him out before he causes a riot!"

The guard looked at Leon again, this time focusing his eyes on Leon's face. Five years ago, the rape case was indeed widely discussed on television programs, and Leon's face was clearly shown. Coincidentally, this guard had followed the discussion of the case on TV.

"Sir, please come with us outside," the guard finally said.

"Why? What did I do? Did I cause damage here? Did I shout and make people here uncomfortable? No, right?" Leon countered, raising his chin slightly.

The guard looked confused. He quickly glanced at his partner, who looked just as confused. After all, what Leon said was true. Regardless of what happened five years ago, Leon was currently not doing anything that violated the rules there.

Seeing the guard's hesitation, the male receptionist got annoyed. He pointed and spoke aggressively at Leon, "Just your presence here is making people in this office uncomfortable! A criminal like you should be rotting in prison! Know your place, you social garbage!"

Leon glared at the male receptionist with intense hatred. If this happened in a war zone or while he was on a mission for The Nocturn, this man would already have a broken neck.

The guard looked at his partner again. This time, his partner nodded. He returned the nod and slowly stepped forward while pulling his baton.

"Sir, please come with us outside. We can discuss this issue at the security post out front," the guard said, his left hand holding Leon's right arm.

Leon looked down at the guard's left hand, then raised his face, giving the guard a cold stare.

"Let go of my arm. I'll give you three seconds," Leon said.

The guard felt something unusual emanating from Leon, something that made the hair on the back of his neck stand up instantly. But, he had to be professional. He strengthened his grip on Leon's arm and raised his right hand, which held the baton.

"Don't make things difficult for yourself, sir. We can resolve this amicably. Please come with us," he said.

Slightly behind and to his left, his partner also raised the hand holding his baton. He was ready to swing it if Leon resisted.

"... two... one..."

Swoosh!

CRASH!!

Leon twisted the guard's left hand, causing the guard to collapse—his back slamming onto the lobby floor. The other guard was shocked. And when he started to swing the hand holding the baton, Leon suddenly kicked him in the stomach, and he was sent flying.

CRASH!!

The second guard's back also slammed onto the lobby floor.

The female receptionist instinctively stepped back two paces, covering her wide-open mouth with both hands. The male receptionist gasped. He never expected Leon to be reckless enough to hit the guards.

"I gave you a warning. Now you'd better go back to your post and stop bothering me. Don't try to make me angry," Leon stated.

The two guards tried to sit up, but when they saw Leon's eyes, full of fiery embers, their bodies froze instantly. Their wide-open eyes showed how terrified they were.

Leon then directed his eyes at the male receptionist, making the man immediately retreat three steps until his backside hit the wall. A few beads of sweat were visible on his forehead and temples.

"You insulted me multiple times," Leon said, placing both hands on the reception desk. "You think you know what really happened five years ago? No. You don't know anything. And as a person who knows nothing, you talk entirely too much. Now tell me, how are you going to pay for the foolishness you've committed?!"

Just like the two guards, the male receptionist could see the fiery embers in Leon's eyes. Never before had he faced someone like this. He wondered if life in prison made someone this terrifying.

At this point, two men in neat, fancy suits appeared through the doorway, causing the automatic lobby doors to open.

"What is going on here?!" asked the man in the black suit, who was in the lead.

Leon turned to look at him. The man in the black suit stared back bravely. Behind him, the man in the blue suit also looked at him, but with a gaze full of questions.

"Director Gavin, this man is causing a riot here! He beat up the security guards who tried to drag him out," the male receptionist reported while looking at the man in the black suit—for him, this was a chance to turn the tables.

Hearing that, Gavin's eyes widened. He looked at the two guards sitting on the floor in positions indicating they had just been thrown backward, then he looked back at Leon, and finally at the female receptionist.

"Is what your colleague said true?" he asked with pressure.

The female receptionist slowly nodded. "It's true, Mr. Gavin, but..."

"He's a criminal, sir! Five years ago, he was thrown into prison for raping The Harrington family's maid!" the male receptionist interrupted, pointing directly at Leon's face.

Gavin looked at Leon again, squinting his eyes, trying to scan Leon's face while recalling the rape case from five years ago.

The male receptionist smiled cunningly. He was no longer afraid now. He looked at Leon, raising his chin.

Leon was truly disgusted by him, but he would deal with him later. Right now, his eyes were focused on the figure behind Gavin, the man with curly hair wearing the blue suit.

"Even though you look slightly different, you are that person. Five years ago, I saw your face many times on television," Gavin said. "What are you doing here, huh? Is your sentence already over?"

Leon ignored Gavin. His eyes remained fixed on the man in the blue suit. The man stared back, still with his questioning look.

"Should I call the police, Mr. Gavin? A criminal like him needs to be taught a lesson," the male receptionist suggested.

"You're right. If our security guards can't drag him out, maybe we should rely on the police," Gavin replied. "Call them now!"

The male receptionist smiled cunningly again. He grabbed the phone receiver on his desk, putting it to his ear while his other hand pressed the number buttons.

"Wait a minute!" the man in the blue suit suddenly exclaimed, placing his palm on Gavin's shoulder and stepping forward.

"What is it, Mr. Arkwell?" Gavin looked at the man in the blue suit in confusion.

The male receptionist was just as confused. He only had to press the last number button.

Arkwell moved forward, shortening the distance between himself and Leon. Their eyes locked on each other.

"Are you really Leon?" he asked after his steps stopped.

The people there, including the two guards who had just stood up, watched the situation with curiosity.

"Yes, it's me. And I came to see you, Sebastian," Leon replied.

Frowns appeared on the foreheads of Gavin, the male receptionist, and the others. Arkwell was the most respected person in that office. How could a criminal like Leon call him by his first name? This was truly too much!

The male receptionist glanced at Gavin, asking for direction. Gavin shook his head, gesturing for the male receptionist to put the phone receiver back in its place.

Gavin then stepped forward, opening his mouth, but before he could say anything, he was startled by what happened in front of him: Arkwell suddenly embraced Leon tightly, and Leon hugged him back, patting his back.

"It's been a long, long time, huh?" Leon said.

"Good to see you again, buddy," Arkwell replied.

Gavin and the others were stunned. What in the world was going on?

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