A One-Armed Swordsman standing below the steps cupped his fist respectfully as he reported.
Xu Wenwu lifted his teacup and took a sip. Without even raising his eyelids, he asked indifferently, "Tony Stark didn't notice when you made your move, did he?"
"No, my lord," the One-Armed Swordsman answered, lowering his head. "Our people cleared them all out, along with their records, ten minutes before Iron Man reached the Miami estate. We left no trace of the Ten Rings at the scene."
"Mm."
Xu Wenwu set down his teacup. Only then did he glance down at Killian and Trevor, kneeling below, as though looking at a pair of stinkbugs. "You stole my emblem and even gave yourself a name as idiotic as 'The Mandarin.' I don't need to teach you how to deal with them, do I?"
"Understood!"
A cold gleam flashed in the One-Armed Swordsman's eyes.
"No! You can't kill me! I created the Extremis Virus! I can help you build an Undead Legion-urk!"
Terrified, Killian tried to prove his worth, but before he could finish, the two rings around his wrists suddenly constricted inward!
Crack!
The crisp sound of breaking bones rang out. The two indestructible divine rings severed Killian's and Trevor's necks, then turned into two streaks of dark light and flew back up the steps. They settled securely around Xu Wenwu's arm, completing the full set of "Ten Rings."
Two headless corpses collapsed limply into pools of blood and were soon dragged away by his subordinates, who cleaned up the scene.
"Pass down my orders. Speed up the search for Shang-Chi and Xialing. Bring those two children back to me as soon as possible."
Shang-Chi
Xu Wenwu rose and gazed at the distant mountains with his hands behind his back. A rare note of gravity entered