Ivan's arrival brought Prison Island to life. At the very least, Stark was putting on a "fiery" performance!
Since he couldn't beat Ivan physically, Stark shifted the battle to a "debate" over technical theory, criticizing Ivan's armor and Eight-Legged Robots from every angle until they were worth less than nothing.
Then the two of them launched into a "discussion" that Alvin couldn't understand at all...
He really couldn't understand a word. That was the downside of English.
Compared with the depth and richness of Chinese, whose words and phrases were formed by rearranging a few thousand characters, as long as you could express yourself well enough, even a layman could usually figure out what you were saying.
But Stark and Ivan used so many technical terms that Alvin had never even heard of...
Alvin watched, dumbfounded, as Ivan angrily grabbed Stark by the collar and challenged him to a drinking contest. That was when he knew Stark had won. How exactly he'd won, though, only heaven knew!
Once again, Alvin was reminded of the importance of studying. He kindly pulled Ivan away and said with a smile, "I don't know what you two were talking about, but judging by your confidence, you must've won!"
As he spoke, Alvin pointed at little Ginny and little Morgan, their hair standing on end. The two little girls were enjoying the tingling sensation, waving their fists and cheering Ivan on.
Their behavior made Stark seem like just some ordinary passerby with no presence at all, and it rankled the doting father.
Alvin had no idea how Ivan had done it, but tiny bolts of electricity kept flickering through little Ginny's bushy hair, making her head look like a flashing neon sign.
Seeing the little girl's sweet smile, Alvin chuckled and patted Ivan on the