"Old man, stop right there!"
William chased after Stan Lee, but as soon as he charged into the crowd, he realized the man had vanished.
He had disappeared into the sea of people as if he had never been there at all.
Fortunately, William knew the old man would show up many more times in the future. He was bound to get another chance to meet him.
It seemed that when he had some free time, he ought to seek out this mysterious figure and have a proper chat with him.
Unable to find Stan Lee, William tried to push through the crowd to find Tony. But there were simply too many people. He could only watch helplessly as Tony and his bodyguard, Happy, made their way through the crowd and left the exhibition hall.
Just then, his phone rang. It was Coulson.
"William, did you see Tony?"
"So what if I did?" William replied irritably. "I watched him get into his car the whole way, and I didn't even get a chance to talk to him."
"I've got some bad news," Coulson said helplessly. "We've been informed there'll be a hearing about Tony Stark—or, more accurately, Iron Man—at nine tomorrow morning in Washington, D.C."
A hearing... William slapped his forehead. Damn it, how had he forgotten about this?
The poor relied on mutations; the rich relied on technology.
Tony Stark might have been an ordinary man with no superpowers, but he was rich. With his high-tech Iron Man armor, he'd become a superhero.
Ever since Iron Man had appeared, forces around the world had been trying to imitate the armor. The truth was, the most important technology in the Iron Man suit was the Arc Reactor in its chest.
Whoever managed to steal that technology would see their technological