Kidnapping Obadiah Stane

Two weeks later, inside a sedan in the residential complex's open-air parking lot.

"Boss, this is all the intelligence the intel team collected on Obadiah Stane."

Xiao Liu handed the organized stack of documents to Li Chuan in the back seat.

Li Chuan took the documents and gave them a quick look. They included Obadiah Stane's birth, age, general life history, address, daily routes, and more. Everything had been recorded in great detail.

"Very good. Looks like we can make our move tonight!"

The new company was basically stable now. Jack would continue handling its future development, leaving him free again.

He could use this idle time to finish the side quest early and return to the Minor World to cultivate sooner.

After committing all of Obadiah Stane's information to memory, Li Chuan got out of the car and headed toward Building Eight, where he lived.

Whenever he ran into other residents of the complex, he greeted them warmly.

Although he had appeared in some news reports and newspapers because of the new company's product launch, most ordinary people still did not recognize him.

The gap between him and Tony Stark now was like the difference, in his previous life, between the owner of a fairly successful pharmaceutical company and the well-known Mr. Ma.

If Mr. Ma walked down the street, most people would recognize him at a glance. His fame and recognizability rivaled those of the country's biggest celebrities, perhaps even surpassed them.

But if it were the owner of some fairly successful pharmaceutical company, even if his products were famous, ordinary people would not know him unless they worked in the related industry or paid particular attention.

Just like how most people had no idea who the chairman was behind common, widely available medicines such as some 666 Cold Remedy, some Fenbid, or some Toubao, what he looked like, or how old he was.

So when Li Chuan walked down the street now, no one would suddenly point at him and say something like, "Hey, isn't that the CEO of such-and-such group?"

The residents of the complex only knew that a newlywed young couple had moved in. The husband was handsome, the wife was beautiful, and both of them were very friendly people.

"Darling, try this. I learned how to make these chocolate chip cookies from Mrs. Martha next door."

The moment she saw Li Chuan return, Wanda took the freshly baked chocolate chip cookies from the oven and presented them to him as if offering a treasure.

Li Chuan picked one up and chewed it twice, and his eyes immediately lit up.

"They're delicious. Much better than the boxed ones you buy!"

This time, he was not merely comforting Wanda. They really did taste good. He had discovered that while Wanda's talent for cooking was average, she was exceptionally gifted at making desserts.

The first few days when she had just started learning, her creations had been fairly ordinary. But after getting on good terms with Mrs. Martha next door, she seemed to have learned quite a few useful techniques. The desserts she made were becoming more and more delicious.

"Of course. I bought the best butter and chocolate from the supermarket, then followed Mrs. Martha's secret proportions and recipe. I tried several times before achieving this result, which I'm finally satisfied with."

Hearing Li Chuan's praise, Wanda proudly lifted her chin.

Before making the perfect chocolate chip cookies, she had failed several times too. Either they had failed completely, or they had not reached Mrs. Martha's standard.

Of course, she had not wasted those failed batches. She either gave them to her brother Pietro next door or to other residents in the complex.

That was also why, after only two weeks, many residents in the complex already knew Wanda and Li Chuan and thought they were very nice people.

Who wouldn't like neighbors who loved giving out free desserts?

"Wanda, aren't you eating any?"

Li Chuan stuffed the chocolate chip cookies into his mouth one after another, only to find Wanda resting her chin on her hand and watching him without eating a single one herself.

"I'm dieting. I can't eat desserts lately."

Wanda smiled and shook her head.

Li Chuan looked at the chocolate chip cookie in his hand and silently sighed in relief. Thankfully, with his body, this little bit of energy was nothing.

He finally understood why so many men tended to gain weight after getting married.

Still, it was nice. Wasn't life like this? Only with a harbor where one could rest at any time could one strive harder out in the world.

"Oh, right, darling. There's something I want to discuss with you."

After Li Chuan finished the cookies, Wanda's tone suddenly became somewhat uneasy.

"What is it? Go ahead."

Seeing this, Li Chuan smiled and took both of Wanda's hands.

Wanda hesitated for a moment before finally speaking.

"Today, while Mrs. Martha was teaching me how to make desserts, she invited me to join their relief center. We would use our free time to help some orphans and homeless people."

Mrs. Martha's stories about her work had deeply moved her, reminding her of the difficult life she and her brother had endured at the orphanage after their parents died.

"If you think it's a good idea, then accept."

Li Chuan nodded.

"But I know you don't seem to like me working outside."

A trace of worry appeared on Wanda's face.

Li Chuan patted Wanda's head.

"I just think we don't lack money, and working would be too tiring for you."

Although he was ruthless toward enemies, he was not someone with an especially strong desire to control others. Especially when it came to true family and friends, his reluctance for Wanda to work stemmed only from concerns about the hardship and safety of working.

But work at a relief center was fine. It was just volunteer work, with no fixed schedule. She could go when she had time and skip it when she did not.

Letting Wanda get to know some kind friends was a good thing too.

Hearing that Li Chuan agreed to let her work at the shelter, Wanda happily kissed him, then ran off to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

After dinner, Li Chuan used the excuse that there was an urgent company matter to handle and temporarily left the house.

At eleven that night, outside an ultra-luxurious standalone mansion somewhere in Manhattan, Li Chuan looked at the ten-meter-high wall before him and smiled.

"Obadiah Stane really was cautious!"

A normal outer wall only needed to be three or four meters high. The wall around Obadiah's villa had clearly been specially raised later on. For an ordinary person, getting inside would be extremely difficult.

However, this was no problem at all for Li Chuan.

He coated the soles of his feet with Chakra and easily walked straight up the high wall.

Although he had not been able to practice ninjutsu during this time, he had never stopped training his fine control over Chakra.

In order to learn the A-rank Palm Sage Technique more easily when the time came, whenever he had free time over the past two weeks, he had used the ornamental fish in the office aquarium as test subjects for Chakra control practice.