Leo stepped out onto the street and looked at the nighttime scenery he hadn't seen in so long.
A faint smile spread across his face as he watched the lively crowds.
The president had already appeared on a live television broadcast to celebrate the destruction of the Mandarin terrorist organization.
The streets were filled with Christmas cheer, with decorations, Christmas trees, and presents everywhere.
Even the windows of the little roadside shops had been decorated to look as though snow had piled up on them.
He walked into a clothing store at random, bought a suitable outfit, and left.
The laughter filling the streets brought another faint smile to his face.
He raised his right hand and reached out to grasp the empty air.
His entire hand suddenly vanished, as though it had plunged into an invisible waterfall.
When Leo withdrew his hand, he was holding a pair of Glasses.
This was the storage space granted by the Space Stone.
It was a cube with sides roughly a thousand meters long, giving it a total capacity of around a billion cubic meters.
He put the Glasses on.
He turned, and blue light flashed.
He appeared directly above Hong Kong.
At the other end of the street, two children, one chubby and one thin, saw it happen. They rubbed their eyes, hardly able to believe what they had seen.
The thinner boy took the slightly worn Christmas hat off his head.
The other boy, Little Fatty, also removed the Santa Claus beard from his face.
"Peter, what's wrong?"
Ned looked at Peter beside him and asked.
"Nothing, Ned. I thought I just saw... Leo."
"Didn't Uncle George say Leo had gone away as an exchange student?" Ned asked.
"I know, but Leo hasn't come home in so long. I miss him.