A certain American comic book's secondary profession master

Chapter 136... Turns out I'm the foreigner!
Oh no, is this cheap dad planning to "sacrifice his own family for the greater good"?

Seeing Li Feng's suddenly serious and wary expression, Li Wei couldn't help but think.

"No, no, no, how could I possibly side with a demon... My friend in the house is indeed a lord of hell, but she remains in the mortal world with the permission of the Ancient One." To avoid unnecessary entanglement, Li Wei hurriedly explained.

Moreover, what he said was the truth; he had sought help from the Ancient One regarding Shakora's situation.

The Ancient One's statement was that as long as Shakla didn't cause trouble, she would treat her as an ordinary person.

This statement clearly acknowledges that Shakora stayed on Earth.

Otherwise, Li Wei would have had Gu Yi send that female Tyrannosaurus back to hell long ago.

"Really?" Li Feng asked, somewhat doubtful.

It wasn't that he didn't trust his son, but rather that most people who made deals with the devil and went to hell were basically like those who ate flour; under the influence of hell's power, they would gradually lose their humanity and become habitual liars.

“Really, if you don’t believe me, I can take you to confirm with Master Gu Yi!” Others turn to quantum mechanics when in doubt, but Li Wei turns to his master, Gu Yi, when in doubt!

Seeing Li Wei's certainty, and knowing that the other party was a direct disciple of the Ancient One.

Not to mention that the other party is his own son.

Therefore, Li Feng's doubts were instantly shaken.

"If that's the case, then you should tell your friend to tone it down a bit in the future, otherwise it could easily cause unnecessary conflict!" Li Feng reminded him.

Most demon hunters aren't actually that extreme, not necessarily killing every demon they encounter. In reality, unless they actually encounter demons or other aliens causing trouble on Earth, or are hired or dispatched, they rarely actively seek out trouble with these aliens.

Their own lives matter too; only someone who's bored and has nothing better to do than go looking for trouble and fight demons or other supernatural beings.

After all, most demon hunters are just ordinary humans who are physically strong and experienced. They are at a disadvantage when facing demons or other beings that are naturally more powerful.

Just like this time, Li Feng and his companions originally only came to the stadium to take care of some business, but they ended up sensing Shakora's demonic power.

They were afraid that something terrible might happen because of such powerful demonic energy, so they came to investigate.

If what Li Wei said is true, and it wasn't his friend, the Lord of Hell, who was causing trouble, then they would naturally be better off avoiding trouble—more importantly… that was the Lord of Hell.

At first, Li Feng and his group thought it was just an ordinary high-level demon. If they had known that the one here was a hell lord, they would have come even if it killed them.

Because this is completely beyond the scope of what a Witcher can handle.

So from this perspective, Shakora is indeed quite "restrained".

Otherwise, if she unleashed her full power, it wouldn't be impossible for the entire United States to sense it, but it would certainly cover the entire city of New York without any problem.

Of course, if she really dared to do that, then the Ancient One would definitely have to invite her for tea.

"Don't worry, I guarantee this won't happen again!" Li Wei said confidently, mainly to reassure Li Feng, since the truth was that he had very limited ability to control Xia Kela.

"That's good!" Li Feng nodded.

Just as the two were chatting, two more figures appeared at the end of the corridor. The one in the lead was wearing a thick motorcycle suit and sunglasses, looking incredibly cool.

The star of the night was Johnny Blaze, and the other person was dressed in the performance team's uniform, clearly Johnny's assistant.

"Hey buddy, what's going on here?" Johnny, who already found his earlier intuition strange, immediately sensed that something was amiss between the two.

The reason he came here was because he felt something similar to what he had felt more than a decade ago.

The person who gave him the same feeling—no, that demon—was called Mephisto.

However, he couldn't sense that feeling from the two Asians in front of him.

It was just his instinctive intuition that made him feel that the two people were a bit strange.

"Hey Johnny, I really enjoyed your performance. I know why you're here. Would you like to come in and sit down?" Levi didn't answer, but instead extended an invitation, then looked at his adoptive father, "Why don't you come and meet him too, and get acquainted with him?"

“Okay!” Li Feng glanced at Johnny, somewhat curious about this protagonist of the night. He had originally thought that Li Wei was just waiting for them to appear, but now it seemed that this guy also had a part.

After all, Johnny hadn't awakened or transformed yet; he was just an ordinary person. Apart from not being able to die, Li Feng couldn't sense any demonic power from him.

"You knew I was coming?" Johnny looked at Li Wei with suspicion, then at Li Feng.

"I'll say hello to my colleagues." Seeing this, Li Feng nodded to Li Wei and then walked towards his companion.

Wait, a colleague?
Upon hearing this word, Li Wei looked at Li Feng's companion with some curiosity.

Colleagues from the S.H.I.E.L.D.?
But the other party was clearly white, so why does S.H.I.E.L.D. also recruit foreigners?
“Hey sir, you haven’t answered my question yet,” Johnny asked Levi.

“Yes, I knew you were coming. She’s waiting for you inside. You’re here to see her, aren’t you?” Li Wei glanced at him, nodded, and gestured for him to enter the private room.

"Wait, you mean her? Shouldn't it be him?" Unlike when she spoke to her father in Chinese, Levi spoke to Johnny in English, so the distinction between her and him was obvious, and Johnny immediately raised his question.

Because he thought that what brought him that feeling from more than ten years ago was Mephisto, the nightmare that had haunted him for the past decade—in fact, he didn't even know that the other party was Mephisto back then; he only found out the name after consulting countless books.

But it turned out that Li Wei was referring to her.

“No, she’s not. She’s the one you’re looking for, who’s practically a colleague. She was the one who was investigating you just now, and she was only a little curious about you. But she’s not the one who tricked you into signing the contract more than ten years ago.” Li Wei shrugged and said, “So whether you want to come in or not is up to you.”

"Hello, my name is Liu Leng, your father's colleague. I often hear him talk about you." Just then, Li Feng came over with his colleague, who greeted Li Wei in very fluent Chinese—even more fluent than Li Wei himself.

"Um... Liu Neng?" Don't you have a relative named Zhao Si?
"Liu Leng, not Liu Neng..." the other party emphasized again helplessly.

Because Li Wei was from the South in his previous life, and most areas in the South don't distinguish between flat and retroflex consonants... while the other person's Mandarin was even more standard than a news anchor's.

"I am Russian..." Seeing Li Wei's somewhat shocked look, the "foreigner" shrugged helplessly and explained.

He has experienced this kind of situation far too many times since he was a child.

Well... compared to you, I'm the foreigner... Li Wei, whose body was born in America, muttered to himself helplessly.

(End of this chapter)