Tony rubbed his aching hand. Seeing that Lin Feng did not seem eager to discuss the spellbook, he dropped the subject.
Magic... Tony had never understood it, nor had he wanted to study it.
But when it came to why he had sought out Lin Feng, his expression instantly turned grave.
Lin Feng noticed Tony's nervousness, shook his head, and calmly took a sip of tea. "No rush. Take your time."
Tony was in 2028 now, with a daughter already so grown up. What could make Iron Man this nervous? Had something happened that even the Avengers could not handle?
Tony took a deep breath and slowly said, "I... I've had this uneasy feeling ever since a few days ago."
"It feels like I'm about to lose something, and I've been feeling irritable too."
"Friday checked me over, but there doesn't seem to be anything physically wrong with me..."
Lin Feng slowly typed out a question mark. What kind of nonsense was that?
"Wait, you're saying you came to see me because you were feeling irritable?"
Lin Feng's expression was exceptionally strange. "I'm not a psychiatrist, Tony..."
Tony raised a hand to interrupt Lin Feng, looking even more agitated.
"Just hear me out, Lin Feng. The last time I had these symptoms was because of Thanos..."
Tony's words left Lin Feng stunned.
Thanos?
There seemed to have been three Thanoses who had died by his own hand alone...
Tony's words reminded Lin Feng that Tony had apparently been anxious over Thanos for years, until Thanos had truly descended upon Blue Star...
And now Tony from this universe was saying that he had that feeling again?
"Any warning signs?" Lin Feng set down his teacup and lightly tapped his fingers against the table.
Tony was like some kind of disaster detector.