Lower Manhattan, New York.
The little taco shop had a small storefront, and its decor was hardly elegant. In fact, it was downright shabby.
Its red-and-white awning had faded somewhat. The sign by the entrance featured a taco illustration, with the shop's name written beside it in fancy lettering.
Yet this utterly unremarkable little shop was now surrounded by an impenetrable crowd.
There was only one reason-the silver-gray Lamborghini parked outside, and the people who had stepped out of it.
Xia Yuan led the way, his mustard-yellow cape fluttering in the morning breeze, his gleaming bald head reflecting the sunlight.
With his hands tucked into his cape pockets and his dead-fish eyes half closed, he looked like a lazy slacker who had yet to wake up.
Mo Shiyu walked beside him in a simple white T-shirt and jeans, her long hair casually tied in a ponytail.
Every so often, she glanced up at Xia Yuan's bald head before silently looking away, as though one more second would make her burst out laughing.
"Stop staring. I know I'm handsome," Xia Yuan said without looking back.
"I'm trying not to laugh," Mo Shiyu replied expressionlessly.
"Then you've failed."
As the two bickered, M Superman and Undying Hero also got out of the car.
M Superman's blue-and-red bodysuit practically glowed. At over two meters tall, with a muscular build, he stood out conspicuously in the crowd.
He surveyed the people around them, a hint of smugness flashing through his bright blue eyes. "Looks like we're pretty popular."
Clad in a red-and-black bodysuit, Undying Hero fiddled with his wrist communicator, muttering things like "discount."
He glanced up at the crowd and whistled. "Whoa. This looks like a fan meet-and-greet."
Indeed, at least a hundred people had gathered outside the shop.
Some were passing pedestrians,