"Hero? I'm not one."
Leo leaned against a large tree, gazing at the sky as he murmured, then muttered to himself again, "I'm just an outsider. I only changed the fates of quite a few people by accident."
Of course, Haozi, who was standing nearby, did not hear his soft muttering.
In fact, Haozi had noticed that Leo was murmuring something, but he did not dare ask. After all, it was obvious from Leo's attitude that he did not want Haozi to know what he was saying.
"You are a hero. Never mind the Battle of New York, when you stopped the Chitauri from invading. All those dozen-odd enormous mechanical whales died at your hands. Otherwise, who knows how many casualties they would have caused?"
"Actually, what we admire most about you isn't that battle in the United States. It's that you wiped out The Hand, that assassin organization. They had existed for hundreds of years and were deeply entrenched. Even the power of a nation couldn't eradicate them."
"We've clashed with those assassins several times, and many of our comrades died at their hands. Yet more people tolerated the crimes they committed, leaving us completely unable to do anything to their headquarters!!"
As a member of the Dragon Fang Team, Haozi naturally knew the news from some time ago that The Hand, that ancient assassin organization, had been annihilated.
Although they still could not determine exactly what had happened, it was easy to imagine that the only person capable of doing it was Golden Legend.
Combined with the way Leo had acted when he first arrived, the matter was no longer much of a secret to the members of the Dragon Fang Team, even though the news had not been widely announced and had actually been sealed off.
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