The guests present could not help giving Mercer and his companion a few extra looks, all wondering who they were.
The banquet was being held on the fourth floor down from the top, an area reserved for entertaining guests.
By the time they went up, quite a few guests were already there.
The arrival of Mercer and his companion naturally drew everyone's attention. Their clothes were ordinary, but their figures and looks outclassed everyone present.
What surprised the guests even more was that both of them were Asian, with distinctly East Asian features.
Once they arrived, Liang Bing actually cooperated by moving close to Mercer and taking his arm, drawing envious looks from every man present.
"Young man, you've got quite a lovely date."
A somewhat elderly voice came from beside them.
Mercer turned to look, a little surprised. The speaker was an elderly man in his eighties, dressed in a suit and wearing black-framed glasses.
"Stan Lee?"
As someone who had traveled to this world, Mercer immediately recognized the old man's other identity. This was one of Marvel's founders.
"Thank you."
Mercer nodded politely, took two glasses of champagne from a passing server's tray, and handed one to Liang Bing.
"Who exactly is this Stark?" Liang Bing asked.
Normally, she could read other people's data directly to obtain information. But now that she had come to another world, her system from her own world did not work on the people here. She could only use it on Mercer.
Rather than explaining in words, Mercer had a better way to help Liang Bing understand.
He sent Liang Bing a packet of information. She paused, then immediately accepted it.
The information was an introduction to Stark, but rather than a simple written explanation, it consisted of memories.
Mercer copied a portion