My Waste Husband novel Chapter 1154

Sister Hui led Henry into the VIP room. They looked consecutively at several empty rooms, but she did not arrange for Henry to stay in any of them.

Sister Hui could not understand why Mr. Dong would allow a kitchen staff to stay in the VIP lounge. This area was meant as a reception for people of importance. How was he qualified for such treatment? The tiny kitchen chef had to work for a lifetime just to acquire wealth equivalent to the price of the bed of the room alone. What right did he have to stay in the VIP lounge?

Sister Hui led Henry around the VIP room for more than ten minutes. They checked every room several times, but never made any arrangements for Henry.

As he passed by another room, Henry could not help asking, "How long more do we have to walk?"

"Don't hurry me!" an impatient Sister Hui snapped back rudely, "I really don't get it. What gave you the audacity to stay in the VIP room? Do you know the kind of people who get to stay in here? Do you even know how much a night in here costs?" "I can pay for it." Henry felt for his pocket. It was clear that his mobile phone was a domestic product worth about a thousand over Yuan, but after Future's modifications, it was an absolute digital fort protected by firewalls and also had various functions.

"Pay for it?" Sister Hui looked at Henry contemptuously. "Do you have any idea how much you'd even have to pay for this evening? Say, why are you even trying to be pretentious with me? Are you thinking that I would take one more look at you more often if you pretended to be more accomplished? Let me tell you, I have seen enough of your kind. You keep pretending to be more than what you really are, but in truth you are actually nothing! This is your room, go on in."

After Sister Hui said that, she strode off unhappily.

Henry just shook his head in silence. Rest was the only thing on his mind. Anything other than that was not important. Besides, Sister Hui and he were humans of different worlds. He saw no need to explain anything.

Henry locked the door the moment he stepped into the room. Hethen scanned through it. After confirming that there were no hidden cameras in the room, he sat cross-legged on the floor of the room. He gradually calmed down after several deep breaths, his breathing began to deepen. A faint figure of a lotus flower appeared indistinctly above his head. The lotus flower slowly emanated a colourless light, which was Henry inhaled then exhaled slowly. This process went on endlessly.

Henry could also feel his strength recovering, and the remaining Qi left in his wounds caused by the cheetah man gradually seeped out.

As time went by, the night darkened.

Night had fallen, people partied on at the deck of the cruise ship. The sound of music was deafening, but it could not affect those who stayed in the VIP room.

It was only at 1 o'clock after midnight that the crowd on the deck gradually began to disperse. The crew members began to clean up the remains of the party around the swimming pool.

Two fast and agile figures appeared from the dark and wandered across the deck.

"I'll go to the cabins, you go up there. We have to find him tonight, or it'll be too difficult to find him when the ship arrives at the shore!" the cheetah man said.

The chameleon man said nothing. He moved his body and merged completely into the darkness. He could exploit the advantage of the chameleon to its full potential in the darkness.

At 1:30A.M., Henry, who had been sitting cross-legged in his room since the afternoon, suddenly opened his eyes. He exhaled slowly, glanced at the time, and murmured, "It's about time."

Henry got up slowly and glanced through the window behind him. He knew that the chameleon man would not let any room go unchecked. The VIP room at the very top of the cruise ship was not too large, Sister Hui had taken Henry a few rounds around it, and that only lasted less than ten minutes. The way Henry saw it, if he had wanted to find someone within the VIP room, he could definitely do it. He just needed to check the rooms one by one.

The sound of muffled footsteps found its way into Henry's ears. The sound was so soft that ordinary people might not be able to hear it, but for Henry, it was clear enough for him. He knew that the chameleon man had come.

It was midnight, people were most tired and relaxed at that time. The check-down Henry had conducted upon entering the room was very likely to be simply done by the chameleon man.

The soft sound of footsteps did not have a quick rhythm.