Harvey directly interrupted Wenwu's introduction.
"Spare me. This little brother of yours already has a girlfriend, our feelings are very deep, and there are actually three of them. I wouldn't want to delay your daughter's major life event."
Wenwu's expression didn't show the slightest hint of panic as he said: "It doesn't matter. It's perfectly normal for a capable man to have three wives and four concubines. Besides, if you're not formally married yet, it's not a problem. Just make my daughter your principal wife."
Good lord, make your daughter the principal wife?
Harvey was stunned by Wenwu's sheer shamelessness.
"No, older brother, stop joking. The world is so chaotic these days; aliens just invaded New York not long ago. I have no plans to start a family in the short term."
Seeing Harvey's tough stance, Wenwu sighed inwardly.
It was precisely because the world was too chaotic that he wanted to find a good family for his daughter early on.
Of course, if he could trade the 'spilled water' of a married daughter for the Extremis serum technology, that would be even better.
"Sigh, a young, brilliant talent like you, little brother, is truly rare in this world. Won't you reconsider?"
Wenwu didn't want to give up easily. After their last spar, he didn't have absolute certainty he could take the other man down.
If he could recruit Harvey as his capable son-in-law without spilling a single drop of blood, he would not only lose an enemy but also gain a highly formidable helper.
Therefore, he tried very hard to persuade Harvey.
"How about this, little brother, wait here for a moment. I'll have my daughter come over and meet you right now. Believe me, Xialing's beauty will definitely make your eyes light up."
Seeing that he couldn't dissuade the man, Harvey had no choice but to reluctantly agree.
"Go call Ling'er over," Wenwu instructed a gang member beside him.
Waiting for ten minutes.
A spread of dishes that could rival an imperial banquet completely filled the table.
Harvey was currently chatting with Wenwu while drinking wine.
He hadn't tasted familiar Oriental cuisine in a long time, so he actually ate this meal with great relish.
Once he felt slightly tipsy, Harvey didn't dare drink any more. He was in someone else's territory; he had to keep some level of guard up.
If he got drunk and was killed, he'd be an absolute idiot.
At this moment, a pretty girl with short hair, wearing a simple black martial arts uniform, walked into the front hall.
"Father, what did you call me here for?"
As soon as he saw his daughter arrive, Wenwu hurriedly invited her to take a seat of honor.
"Ling'er, come here quickly. Join this distinguished guest who has traveled from afar for a simple meal."
Harvey looked up, feeling unsurprised.
Aside from a face full of youthful collagen, she was just an ordinary girl with an airport-flat chest.
And to think Wenwu had praised his daughter's beauty as rivaling Xi Shi. Did he really think Harvey was blind?
Xu Xialing didn't dare refuse her deeply intimidating father. She obediently sat down next to Harvey, picked up her silver chopsticks, and began to eat with her head down.
Wenwu acted as if he couldn't see the disgust in Harvey's eyes, enthusiastically playing matchmaker for the two of them.
"This is Mr. Harvey, a sorcerer from Kamar-Taj. And this is my little daughter, named Xu Xialing."
"Ling'er has practiced martial arts since childhood, so her skills are quite good. Moreover, she is proficient in the zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting. You could say she can charge into battle to slay enemies, and stay home to assist her husband and educate their children..."
Xu Xialing also understood that her father was setting her up on a blind date. She felt both ashamed and angry in her heart.
After all these years, she had long seen through the fact that her father favored sons over daughters; his love for her older brother Shang-Chi was ten times greater than his love for her.
This blind date was probably also for the sake of profits.
She didn't want to become her father's bargaining chip, but she didn't dare voice a direct refusal either. She could only bury her head in her food to hide her resentment.
And Harvey had absolutely no desire to listen to Wenwu's self-praise. After listening politely for a few minutes, he couldn't help but interrupt:
"Uh... let's talk about the trade instead."
"I've already brought the miniature Arc Reactor technology. As long as you're willing to part with your treasures, older brother, we can trade right now."
Wenwu's enthusiastic smile gradually vanished. He first waved his hand, signaling his daughter to leave, then asked with a cold face: "Are you truly not going to seriously reconsider, little brother? Or is it that Ling'er doesn't catch your eye?"
Looks like he's preparing to make a move.
Harvey's expression also turned serious as he said: "I actually don't want to fight. I merely want to borrow the Ten Rings to study for a period of time. We can agree on a deadline for me to return them."
Wenwu didn't believe this kind of bullshit for a second. Putting aside the fact that a supreme treasure tied to his very life like the Ten Rings could never be easily lent out...
Even to his own biological son, he had only given two precious rings for self-defense.
Let alone Harvey, an outsider.
"Little brother, you need to think this through carefully. If you miss this village, you won't find this shop again."
"There's still time to change your mind and marry Ling'er. I truly don't want to personally send such a rare, brilliant young talent on his way to the afterlife."
This old bastard's tone is fouler than foot odor. Harvey, completely unbothered, called him directly by his name:
"Xu Wenwu, cut the crap. Set a battlefield and let's decide a victor. Only the winner has the right to decide everything."
Seeing this kid was dead set on fighting, Wenwu didn't show any fear either.
Wenwu had even planned out exactly how to deal with the guy after winning in his mind.
Once he took this kid down, he would throw him into his daughter's boudoir and force the raw rice to be cooked into mature rice.
He wanted the Arc Reactor technology, he wanted the Extremis serum technology, and he didn't want to let the person go either.
Both sides, feeling they were guaranteed to win, walked out of the Dragon Abyss Hall and arrived at an open training ground.
Seeing many Ten Rings gang members eyeing him like tigers watching their prey from the sidelines, Harvey warned:
"Are you sure you don't want your subordinates to step further back? Once we start fighting, I won't be holding back much."
Wenwu was full of confidence in his own strength, saying nonchalantly: "No need. Because I won't give you the chance to harm them."
The moment he finished speaking, the old bastard who lacked martial virtue actually launched a sneak attack.
The entire battlefield was suddenly shrouded in a pitch-black darkness where one couldn't even see their own hand in front of their face.
At the same time, Wenwu raised his hand to alter gravity, increasing the gravity in the area around his enemy by a hundred times.
First, alter the environment to disrupt the enemy's attack rhythm, then alter gravity to restrict the enemy's movement space. What followed was the killing blow.
Borrowing the power of the Spectral Ring, Wenwu unleashed a vast, invisible psionic shockwave heading straight for Harvey.
At this moment, a smile of guaranteed victory had already appeared on his face.
Because for all these years, no one had ever escaped the punishment of this three-axe combo of his. He figured Harvey would be no exception.
But Harvey wouldn't be defeated so easily. Although the environmental change caught him slightly off guard...
He quickly reacted, casting the Shield Charm and the Protego Totalum charm on himself in time.
Blocking the psionic shockwave while simultaneously neutralizing the sudden hundred-fold gravity.
"You shameless old bastard, you actually dared to launch a sneak attack on a youngster like me?"
Harvey teased with a light, cheerful tone.
Wenwu's face turned gloomy. Although he knew Harvey's strength wasn't weak, he hadn't expected his preemptive strike to yield absolutely no results.
And on top of that, it earned him the bad reputation of sneak-attacking a junior. How would his subordinates watching from the sidelines view him?
He felt he was losing face. Without a word, he took the initiative to attack again, wanting to take Harvey down with the fastest speed possible to salvage his reputation.
With a cold glare, Wenwu roared angrily, "Die!" He continuously punched out towards the empty air.
Lightning as thick as a bucket, high-energy shockwaves, miniature tornadoes, scorching fire dragons, and ice spikes as numerous as a torrential downpour of pear blossoms.
Various terrifyingly powerful attacks formed a comprehensive net of covering fire, hurtling toward Harvey.