Chapter 1125: Ultra-Vengeful Lan Zongyejie Is Online.jpg

Bai Hu Zi: "Now, no one has any objections, right, everyone?"

Hui Yuanai: "...... I wouldn't dare! I wouldn't dare."

Miss Xia Shizi: "The old man is truly angry! He even changed his name."

Tony Not the Richest: "Wait a minute... this name! Doesn't that mean in the future, when people call Bai Hu Zi, they'll just call him 'Old Man'?"

Fallen Angel Twelve-Winged Black Cat Clan: "Old Man is the real ruthless one!"

Fallen Angel Twelve-Winged Black Cat Clan: "From today on... everyone in the guild, become my sons!"

Su Xiao Xiao: "Including me?"

Bai Hu Zi: "......"

Lan Zongyejie: "I still remember clearly, when I first met Old Man Bai Hu... he invited me to become his son! Everyone in the guild, pay attention."

Hei Qi Yihu: "...... Is this the legendary scheme to sow discord?"

Ti Qie Hui Li: "Ultra-vengeful version of Lan Zongyejie is online! Please sign for it, Old Man Bai Hu."

Bai Hu Zi: "...... Gu la la la! This really stirs up complicated feelings."

Tony Not the Richest: "Alright! No more bragging."

Tony Not the Richest: "I've found an absolutely delicious restaurant!"

Tony Not the Richest: "The map has been privately sent."

Tony Not the Richest: "Please confirm receipt! Su Xiao Xiao."

Su Han paused, then instinctively glanced at his private chat log.

He indeed found a privately sent map photo.

Su Han, who had also used JARVIS, recognized at a glance that this was a map constructed by JARVIS.

"...... This location is! Manhattan, New York."

Su Han muttered to himself, then nodded thoughtfully.

The ground trembled the next moment; stones and debris rained down from above, some striking Su Han's body.

Yet, when these stones struck Su Han, lightning arcs flickered across his body, automatically transforming into elemental form—the stones fell to the ground as if they had hit nothing.

Su Han suffered not a single scratch.

"...... Held out this long before collapsing?"

Su Han glanced around, shrugged, and lightly slapped the empty air before him—the Kamala Temple magic array instantly solidified. He stepped into it, leaving behind a fully collapsed ancient hall.

...... Inside a luxurious restaurant.

"For some reason... the moment I arrived here, I thought of the barbecue Tony once took the Avengers to eat—that... Saudi billionaire's barbecue!"

Clark looked restless, his expression wildly varied.

He worried Tony might serve them something utterly inedible.

"That was just an accident!"

Tony shook his head seriously, "From the memory copy, I can see I was told that barbecue was delicious, so I took the Avengers there—who knew it would turn out like that?"

"This time! I personally inspected it. You must trust me!"

"I hope so. If this meal is terrible..."

"I'll release ten ten-meter-tall giant wolves at Stark Industries' front gate, howling every day—see how long Tony can last."

Hou Jue Wo Ban sneered.

"...... Old Man, you're too ruthless."

Clark imagined the scene and involuntarily shivered.

"You dare release ten giant wolves? I'll have the entire S. H. I. E. L. D. team eat wolf meat tonight!"

Tony shot back without hesitation.

He respected the old marquis, deeply valued their friendship.

Even if asked to help, or to risk his life, he wouldn't hesitate a moment.

But to expect him to hold back his words? Better dream about it.

"Tony, show some decorum! If you really anger the old marquis, he'll summon the Divine Authority of Storm and Tempest and blast your Stark Industries—what then?"

Su Han walked in just as he heard their argument, and fell silent.

Tony paused, thought it over, glanced at Hou Jue Wo Ban's sneering face—and suddenly felt the threat was very real.

His expression stiffened; he adjusted his collar and swiftly changed the subject.

"Everyone! You may eat."

Su Han sat in the central seat, making it clear he intended to sit right in the center.

On the table before him, barbecue and hot pot coexisted.

After a quick glance, Su Han began eating; after two bites, he nodded thoughtfully.

"...... The flavor is acceptable."

For Su Han to give such an evaluation was already quite impressive—after all, he had long grown accustomed to Lam's cooking, his palate long spoiled.

Hou Jue Wo Ban, who had once attended banquets in the World of Food Wars and tasted its dishes, still managed to remain calm.

Clark and Thor, who had never seen such things, took two bites, found it quite good, their eyes instantly brightened, and began wolfing it down.

Hou Jue Wo Ban watched their wolfish devouring, adopting a noble air of elegance and restraint—but after only a few breaths, he suddenly realized half the dishes on the table were gone... Hou Jue Wo Ban: "......"

Holy shit! Hou Jue Wo Ban stared in shock.

"You two are pigs? And Clark, you're definitely Clark—why does your eating posture remind me of Sun Wukong from the Seven Dragon Balls? When did you get a gluttonous trait? Eat!"

Su Han chuckled and began eating too; after a great battle, savoring a delicious meal was a rare, indescribable pleasure.

Su Han's movements, compared to Clark and Thor's frantic pace, were naturally different—but his speed was no less impressive.

Hou Jue Wo Ban, after a brief hesitation, finally chose food over pride and joined the scramble for sustenance.

.............. In less than ten minutes, the table was cleared clean.

The few of them calmly and elegantly wiped their mouths at the dining table.

"You all look satisfied! That's perfect."

Tony nodded with a smile.

"Now that matters are settled, I should return."

Su Han rose slowly and nodded to all present.

"If the Chairman needs any equipment, give me the requirements—I will forge it for him with all my strength!"

Tony looked earnestly at Su Han, then turned his head toward the others.

"For Ou Er Mai Te, I promised to forge a hero suit best suited to him... as for Ke La Ke, I'll do my best to modify his Superman battle armor."