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the next day.

Jonathan sat on the Italian leather sofa in Pierce's private office in S.H.I.E.L.D. The afterglow of the setting sun poured in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, gilding the undulating skyline of Manhattan.

His fingers tapped rhythmically on the whiskey glass, and the ice cubes danced with the bourbon, making crisp sounds.

"To be honest, I didn't expect... this Daniel Rand,"

Jonathan leaned forward slightly, an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes.

"He is the Iron Fist of Kunlun."

"Oh?"

Pierce slowly put down the document marked "Confidential" in his hand, and his eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses were as sharp as a knife as he looked directly at his son.

"Tell me more about it."

"He came to me for no apparent reason last night, and then I had a fight with him..."

Jonathan swirled the glass, and the amber liquid swirled in it.

"It should be some secret of Kunlun that allows him to guide the Qi. That kind of power is pretty good, but it is only controlled by the host body..."

He looked out the window, recalling the details of last night's battle.

“It still seems a bit mysterious.”

"Oh? Did you win the fight?"

Pierce suddenly asked, his tone was a little teasing, revealing a rare bit of fatherly amusement.

"What do you say?"

Jonathan rolled his eyes at his cheap dad and made an expression that said, "Are you kidding me?"

He put his glass down and leaned back on the couch.

"In fact, I didn't really hit him, and he was already lying down..."

"All right......"

Pierce nodded meaningfully, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

With his son's current strength, if he could be knocked down by an iron fist, then Hydra's whitewashing and revival plan would be simply abandoned.

Thinking of this, Pierce stood up and walked to the window, put his hands behind his back, and looked across the bustling streets of Manhattan.

Night is about to fall and lights are lit one after another.

"What do you think we should do with this Daniel?"

"He's like a canary out of its cage,"

Jonathan crossed his legs and gave a meaningful smile.

"Fifteen years of isolated practice made him yearn for modern society but also confused. I could see the longing in his eyes.

A desire to understand the world, a desire to prove one's worth."

He stood up and walked to the side of his cheap dad.

"I have hinted to him that our agent training base outside New York can help him better use his abilities, under the guise of corporate training."

"You should have seen the way he talked about martial arts..."

Jonathan chuckled.

"It's like a hungry child seeing candy. His almost obsessive focus on fighting skills is like being unable to move when seeing a beautiful woman."

"Why... isn't it because the flag was torn down?"

Pierce ignored Jonathan's dirty jokes and nodded to himself, with a hint of approval in his eyes.

It seems... Jonathan not only inherited his prudence and wisdom, but also developed a unique skill -

Know how to exploit your opponent's desire.

"Do you think he'll take the bait?"

"Hey, what do you mean you think? He's already taken the bait."

Jonathan picked up the glass and took a sip.

"I told him that if he wants to gain a foothold in modern society, it is not enough to just have martial arts skills. He needs to learn more, and we can teach him."

He paused.

"You know what he said? He said he'd been looking for an opportunity like this."

Pierce let out a deep laugh.

"It seems that my good son not only inherited my brain, but also learned how to play with people's hearts."

"Hey hey... this is called playing with people's hearts. This is the right medicine for the disease, Dad."

Jonathan Versailles shook his head.

"I just made him an offer he couldn't refuse. After all, what a warrior lost in the modern jungle needs most is a guide, right?"

The father and son smiled at each other and raised their glasses in tacit understanding.

The lights in Manhattan outside the window are already coming on, and a carefully designed hunting game is slowly unfolding.

Three days later, a slender Chinese woman showed up at the gym Daniel often went to.

She was wearing a well-tailored black training suit, and her every move revealed the elegance unique to an oriental woman.

Huang Wei moved smoothly between the machines, like a nimble black panther, and each movement perfectly displayed her graceful muscle lines.

While Daniel was doing pull-ups, his eyes were unconsciously drawn to her.

During the fifteen years in Kunlun, there were almost no women in the temple.

The few female warriors he occasionally met were all elderly masters. Most of the time, his world was filled with boring practice and endless meditation.

At this moment, when he saw Huang Wei displaying amazing martial arts attainments, he felt a strange feeling in his heart.

"Your Praying Mantis Fist is very pure."

During a carefully designed "encounter", Daniel couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

At this time, Huang Wei was practicing a complex set of boxing techniques. Her movements were as fast as lightning, yet with a dance-like rhythm.

"Thank you."

Huang Wei stopped moving, and the sweat on her forehead made her look even more attractive.

"It seems you know a lot."

There was just the right amount of appreciation in her eyes, which gave Daniel a rush of pleasure.

Since returning to modern society, few people can truly understand the profundity of martial arts.

So, they soon began to spar with each other regularly.

In the collision of moves, Daniel discovered that Huang Wei was not only proficient in traditional martial arts, but also integrated modern fighting techniques.

She is agile and powerful, yet still retains her feminine beauty.

Every time they practiced sparring, the faint fragrance from her body would distract Daniel a little.

This feeling was both strange and familiar to him, as if an innate instinct was awakening.

As one of Hydra's best infiltration agents, Huang Wei is well aware of how to take advantage of male nature.

She knows exactly when to show strength and when to show weakness, and how to make every conversation naturally lead to the information they want.

Her every look and every movement were carefully designed, yet looked so natural.

"When you were in Kunlun, you must have seen many incredible things, right?"

One evening, the two finished a hearty sparring match. Huang Wei handed Daniel a bottle of water and asked casually.

As for why she knew, Huang Wei’s identity was Jonathan’s “personal security guard”, so it wasn’t surprising that she knew some of the information…

At least for Daniel.

She deliberately moved closer than usual, and the ambiguous distance made Daniel's heart beat faster.

Daniel wiped the sweat from his forehead, his eyes unconsciously drawn to the sweat on her neck.

During his training in Kunlun, he was taught to restrain his desires and focus on martial arts.

But at this moment, those emotions that have been suppressed for many years seem to surge up inadvertently.

"really."

His voice was slightly deeper than usual.

"The power of the Jade Emperor is far beyond the imagination of mortals. I once saw that he just raised his hand slightly, and the time of the entire temple seemed to be frozen."

Hearing this, Huang Wei's eyes flickered, but she maintained a calm expression.

She gently played with the hair beside her ear, and this small action made Daniel's eyes follow involuntarily.

"It sounds amazing, what does it feel like?"

There was a hint of seduction in her voice.

"It's like... the world just hit pause."

Daniel gestured, trying to focus on the conversation rather than the looming curves of Huang Wei's body.

"The flying dust stopped in the air, and the fluttering prayer flags were frozen like a painting, but what was most shocking was the power of his thoughts. Sometimes, a single thought of his could change reality."

Huang Wei nodded thoughtfully, with genuine curiosity in her eyes.

This made Daniel feel as if he had found someone who could understand what he was going through.

Although his training in Kunlun gave him great strength, he also missed out on too many things that a normal young man should experience.

At this moment, facing this opponent who could not only compete with him in martial arts but was also full of feminine charm, he felt an unprecedented attraction.

However, he didn't know that this information was transmitted back to Pierce as soon as possible.