Three Days

What happened that night stayed hot online for two or three days. People said all kinds of things, but whatever they said, three days later, the headlines were covered by pictures of Tony Stark with some actress in his arms.

This was also a world that entertained itself to death.

Perhaps people had realized that the world was not as solid as they had imagined. Instead, it was always on the brink of destruction, and their moral bottom lines had fallen again and again.

Over those three days, nearly all major criminal groups tacitly fell "silent."

Three days later, New York returned to "normal," and life got back on track.

For Hayato, those three days were calm and peaceful.

Kate came over for two nights.

Jessica got Madam Gao's vault key, and her eyes were filled with "$." They had agreed to split it fifty-fifty, but honestly, even one-tenth of Madam Gao's centuries of accumulated wealth would be enough to live lavishly for a lifetime.

Hayato merely reminded her to watch out for traps hidden in the vault.

Three days later, Matthew resumed his usual lessons at the training base. The exhaustion written all over his face showed that taking over The Hand had not been simple.

The sight made Hayato feel bad. He felt like some evil boss exploiting his employees.

"No need."

Matthew firmly refused Hayato's suggestion of taking a vacation. To him, coming here to train the three kids was more relaxing than a vacation. At least here, he could see something called hope.

With the deaths of the Five Fingers, The Hand had fallen apart, and all the darkness they had once concealed and buried had been unearthed.

It was simply inhuman, horrifying beyond belief.

The more Matthew read, the more horrified he became. He had