The young man walked into his living room, only to find the silhouette of a person with glowing crimson eyes sitting on a chair and grinning at him while a murderous aura was being radiated from the silhouette.
Not wanting to waste any more time, Kevin was the first to speak up, "Hello Uncle."
Hearing a familiar voice, Lucky called out his nephew's name, his confusion evident in his voice.
"Kevin....?"
But before he could finish his sentence, he saw a huge table flying towards him, causing Lucky to leap to the side while he was still in a state of shock as to what was going on.
"Kevin!! What is the meaning of this?!" He demanded in a tone of rage mixed with confusion, but instead of giving him a reply, Kevin sent more furniture flying towards his Uncle's way.
By the time there was no more furniture left for him to throw, Kevin suddenly appeared before his uncle, grabbing him by the collar with one hand before raising him, while his other hand curled into a fist.
