After another hour of fussing around, Hong Fei happily put away the digital camera.
The last person facing him was Iron Fist.
"Actually, I came looking for you."
The moment he said that, not only Iron Fist herself but everyone else immediately shifted their attention away from the humiliation they had just suffered.
Danny... no, Danny. She furrowed her brow in confusion. "Do I know you?"
"No. But some things are simply that strange. Whether we know each other isn't important. What matters is that you have something I need."
"What?"
Hong Fei said nothing and merely spread open his palm.
Immediately, streaks of golden light emerged from the empty air above his palm. The lights intertwined and swiftly condensed into a giant dragon.
"Dragon Power?!" Danny understood.
"Yes."
But she was clearly not the obedient sort. Her eyebrows shot up as she snapped, "You want to take my power?"
"No, no, no. You're mistaken. That was never your power to begin with."
"No!"
"...Do I look like I'm negotiating with you?"
Danny's momentum instantly weakened.
That was right. From the moment Hong Fei appeared until now, nothing he said or did had ever suggested that he intended to reason with anyone. It was precisely because of that premise that, after displaying strength nobody present could comprehend, he had smoothly made everyone pose in different ways for photographs.
It was only a photo. It wasn't like anyone would die.
Even elderly Nick Fury had been forced to pout for a photo. What could anyone else possibly fail to accept?
"Wait, sir." Nick Fury suddenly spoke up. "Sir, we don't know who you are, but we have all witnessed your extraordinary abilities. If you want Danny's power, could you allow me to make a small request?"
To be fair, this white