While Wang Yang studied them, Charles and Jean were studying them as well.
They looked at Strange behind Wang Yang.
Charles could not help raising his eyebrows. This was someone who could have the Sorcerer Supreme stand respectfully behind him.
There was also something familiar about him. Just who was he?
Soon, Jean pushed Charles over to them.
An aged, gentle voice rang out.
"Sorcerer Supreme, who is this?"
"Did you bring him here to discuss cooperation with us?"
Charles was somewhat resistant. Mutants could resolve Mutant affairs themselves.
"Mr. Charles, you misunderstand. We're here to ask for your help."
Strange glanced at Wang Yang as he spoke.
"Help?"
Charles could not help shaking his head. "We're not that close, are we?"
Charles raised his eyebrows.
Having fought humans and Mutants for so many years, he did not readily trust anyone, even a Sorcerer Supreme with a good reputation.
Otherwise, he probably would not have lived this long.
Besides, he was no longer alone. A wrong choice could very well lead to his students' deaths, and that was not something he wanted to see.
Judging by his manner, Charles had clearly experienced a great deal and could no longer readily trust ordinary people.
Nor had he recognized, as those in other universes had, that they had shared some friendship in other worlds.
Wang Yang sighed, then said, "Isn't friendship something you build by spending time together?"
"Surely you aren't going to leave us standing at the entrance. That's hardly how you treat guests."
Only after hearing Wang Yang's words did Charles turn to look at him, someone he had paid little attention to.
"And you are?"
Charles looked at Wang Yang and spoke slowly.
Wang Yang said calmly, "A sorcerer from Kamar-Taj, but I come from another universe!"
Charles could