"I'm very pleased to meet you, Mr. Zhan. I thought you would drive here."
Professor X sat in his wheelchair, pushed by Jean Grey, waiting at the gates of Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters to welcome Zhan Liu. Cyclops, Jean Grey, and Storm, the three X-Men, stood behind him on either side.
Though the old man was advanced in years, he had the air of a scholar. His dignified, refined features made him seem naturally approachable.
He was a genius, well-versed in every field of knowledge, including Chinese, of course.
If he were not bald, he would definitely have been even more charming.
"Driving is too slow. It wastes time." Zhan Liu slowly descended from the sky.
As for the attention from ordinary people and the panic his flight might cause, Zhan Liu did not care in the slightest. What the hell did it have to do with me? Why should I waste my own time just because I'm worried about scaring you people?
Besides, the age of superheroes had already arrived. Everyone should get used to it.
"I'm pleased to meet you too, Professor X." Zhan Liu smiled and nodded in greeting.
"I'm pleased to meet you as well, Mr. Zhan. Please, let us speak inside."
Professor X smiled gently, but seeing how recklessly Zhan Liu used his extraordinary powers, he could not help feeling a faint shadow of unease about their upcoming conversation.
The group entered the school. Zhan Liu walked alongside Professor X's wheelchair, while the others followed behind.
It seemed to be recess. Many Mutant children of all shapes and appearances ran around and played, no different from children at any school outside.
If one overlooked the fact that they often used their superpowers to cheat at games, this was simply an ordinary school.
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