Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings.

Upon hearing this, Bullseye first nodded in agreement and offered a compliment:

"Boss is right. Actually, after reading the reports about Electro's gruesome death, I also suspected that the adjudicator was the dock butcher."

After agreeing with his boss, Bullseye finally got down to business:

"As for Obadiah, that idiot said he could handle his own affairs and was unwilling to provide us with free weapon systems."

However, he also indicated that he would offer a 15% discount on our orders if we stopped purchasing from Hammer Industries in the future.

Upon hearing this, Kim couldn't help but let out a sneer:

"He's certainly got a good plan!"

Thinking that he was no longer short of money after swallowing up Madam Gao's territory and business, Kingpin said coldly:

"Let's pretend to agree first, get our hands on this batch of the latest weapons, and then we'll see what happens after that..."

At this point, a cold glint flashed in Kingpin's eyes:

"Once we have our own legion of supervillains, this little bit of money will be nothing. I'll take the entire Stark Industries!"

"Yes, boss!"

……

Another wonderful day of high school life has come to an end.

Gwen now seems to have chivalry ingrained in her DNA.

She quickly arranged to meet Peter on her rooftop that night for a practice battle, then donned her battle suit and swiftly disappeared into the steel jungle, swinging on her webs.

After watching Gwen leave, Peter was pondering whether to visit Parker Technology or pay a visit to William Baker when he heard a familiar voice behind him:

"Hey, Peter."

Peter turned around and saw that the speaker was Felicia:

"Is something the matter?"

Felicia crossed her arms and stared intently into Peter's eyes, trying to project an image of "openness and honesty."

"Thank you for giving me the jade dragon scales. So, to repay you, would you like to go and have some dessert together?"

Peter couldn't help but find her feigned composure and haughty demeanor somewhat amusing.

His gaze swept over Felicia subtly, noticing that although the girl was trying to appear indifferent, she had clearly dressed up intentionally.

Her silver hair was styled to be smooth and fluffy, and her outfit of a khaki trench coat, jeans, and high-top Martin boots perfectly accentuated her curvaceous figure.

Especially... the curves of her bust accentuated by that turtleneck sweater were clearly not on the same level as Gwen's.

Did Felicia have such a big advantage before? Isn't this just a case of the big fish bullying the small fish?

Peter almost rolled his eyes to find out what was going on, but in the end he managed to suppress his strong curiosity.

"If you want to thank me for giving you the Emerald Dragon Scale, then you don't need to bother."

Before the light in Felicia's eyes could fade, Peter suddenly changed the subject:

"But if you're treating me as a friend, then I won't stand on ceremony!"

Upon hearing Peter's words, Felicia was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and gently punched Peter on the shoulder.

"No wonder Gwen was so infatuated with you; your previous nerdy image was just a disguise!"

"Let's go! I know a shop nearby that makes really good egg tarts and milkshakes!"

Noticing Felicia's behavior, Peter couldn't help but laugh. This was the Felicia he remembered.

Inside the dessert shop, the atmosphere between the two became noticeably more harmonious.

Peter then casually asked about the conflict between Felicia and her mother that night.

Felicia had clearly recovered by this point, and with a relaxed expression, she explained that her mother was preparing to remarry:

"To be honest, I was completely panicked at that time and had no idea what to do."

At this point, Felicia paused, her gaze towards Peter unconsciously becoming somewhat dreamy.

From her perspective, Peter seemed to have donned a hood and a blurred mask, transforming into the powerful and domineering "arbiter":

"However, your appearance helped me make up my mind, and now I've thought it through completely."

At this point, Felicia unconsciously clenched her fist:

"If that woman really dares to abandon me and my father, then I'll use the same methods my father used to accumulate wealth to make her completely lose everything he gave her!"

Felicia's words were rather cryptic; if Gwen were here, she would definitely be completely baffled.

But Peter understood.

He knew who Felicia's father was—the notorious thief "The Cat," Walter Hardy.

Clearly, Felicia wasn't going to stop her vain mother, but rather planned to punish her in a more subtle way.

She wanted to steal all of her mother's property and make that woman regret her wrong choice.

Although this method may sound somewhat improper, there is no doubt that Philia has overcome her inner weakness after obtaining the Emerald Dragon Scale.

She gradually began to reveal the true nature of her personality, becoming more and more like the "black cat" in the original story.

However, the current "Nightingale" is no longer morally ambiguous, but is more like Peter today—only doing what she believes is right.

"Don't you think I've gone too far?"

After revealing her plans against her mother, Felicia suddenly stared intently into Peter's eyes, as if awaiting a trial.

She even subtly used the micro-expression analysis skills her father had taught her to determine whether Peter was lying to her.

Peter simply smiled and raised his glass to Felicia:

"No, I think you did just the right thing."

Peter said this from the bottom of his heart.

Having lived two lives, his way of thinking is completely different from that of Peter, the "good neighbor" in those parallel universes.

He didn't think Felicia's actions were excessive; on the contrary, he felt that... the girl hadn't gone too far enough.

In ancient times, a gold digger who absconds with her ex's money would have been drowned in a pig cage...

Once she was certain that Peter wasn't lying, Felicia suddenly laughed, a truly hearty laugh.

She gently clinked glasses with Peter, then downed the milkshake in one gulp.

"Thank you, I really mean it."

"Also, let me tell you a secret: my dad has a whole cellar full of fine wines. Maybe next time, we can invite Gwen over and try drinking some together."

Because of the prohibition law in Almica, teenagers must wait until they are 21 years old to drink alcohol.

While most teenagers have secretly tried drinking before this age, Peter and Gwen were clearly not among them.

After saying this, Felicia picked up her schoolbag and left with light steps.

Only when she reached the door did she playfully wink at Peter:

See you tomorrow, Peter.

"See you tomorrow."

After watching Felicia leave, Peter couldn't help but slightly curl the corners of his mouth into a smile.

I was thinking, "Are you really going to invite Gwen then?"

I don't think so...