Early the next morning.
Old Wang and Skye, who had slept in the shop, got up and opened the doors.
Skye went to buy breakfast while Old Wang carried a recliner to the entrance, lay down, and read the newspaper.
It was a habit he had developed at the orphanage.
Back then, there was no money for phones or computers. Grandpa Li, the orphanage director, loved reading newspapers. Old Wang had acted cute with the wisdom he had brought from his previous life, and from a young age, he had Grandpa Li teach him English—what he had learned in the life before that had long since been returned to the teacher. Besides old textbooks, newspapers were the best learning materials.
Although Old Wang had never left Chinatown as a child, he had a decent understanding of the entire Marvel Earth. This was how he had gained it.
However, Grandpa Li had passed away four years ago.
The old man who had picked him up from the standing water outside the orphanage had ultimately been taken away by the Mazu he believed in. He had gone peacefully, without pain.
It had been a blessed passing.
Only then had Old Wang left the painful place that was the orphanage and begun living on his own.
He opened the newspaper, and headline after headline entered his sight.
"Ghost Rider Appears in New York: Vigilante or Criminal?"
"The Only Photo of Ghost Rider: Blurry Back View, Our Hero Is Very Thin."
"Police Successfully Destroy Underground Drug Factory, Rescue Hundreds of Blind People. Director George Publicly Declares He Will Fight Criminals to the End!"
"An Anonymous Police Officer Reveals: Drug Factory Connected to Rand Corporation."
"Graceful as a Soaring Dragon, Delicate as a Startled Swan—Chinese Martial Arts Display Their Might? Chinese Daily Reporter Wang Dalong