Chapter 1404: Does It Matter Whether the Wine Is Expensive or Not?
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
A minute later, Tony put down his gla.s.s and chuckled. “Ah Fu, your master doesn’t have good taste. Did he get this whiskey wholesale from the supermarket?”
Alfred said, “No, Mr. Stark. Master bought it from a convenience store.”
Tony: “…He’s really frugal.”
That being said, he calmly picked up the bottle and scanned the code and production date on it.
I don’t believe you still wear your armor when you shop in a convenience store! the tyc.o.o.n mumbled inwardly, secretly praising his ingenuity.
Alfred said, “Thank you for the compliment. Master said that only a few people will drink this wine anyway, so there’s no need to provide anything too expensive.”
Tony: “…”
He suddenly wasn’t interested in the wine anymore.
Wasn’t Ah Fu implying that Tony could just toss the wine if he didn’t want it?
The only people who would be able to drink this wine on Batman’s “submarine” were a few superheroes, like… Iron Man.
So, this guy was deliberately not buying good alcohol?
There was a brief silence on the boat.
Alfred suddenly said, “Sorry to keep you waiting. Master is here.”
At that moment, the s.h.i.+p shook slightly. A moment later, a door opened in the wall of the lounge, and a tall black figure walked through.
Tony’s lips twitched.
He was smart enough to carry a sensor, so it was impossible for him to miss how the boat slowed down briefly.
Clearly, Batman had been sneaking around in his suit in the ocean before rendezvousing with the moving “submarine”; he obviously didn’t want to be tracked.
Tony was quite annoyed.
Batman knew a lot about him, while Tony only knew that Batman was called Bruce. He wasn’t even sure what his surname was.
So, he immediately mocked him. “Yo, you asked us to meet you on your ‘submarine.’ Are you afraid that we’ll see what you look like? Master Bruce really cares about his face.”
When he said that, Batman’s blood-red lenses flickered, and he gave a low laugh. “Tony, as funny as always.”
Tony: …Am I being funny? Have you misunderstood what the word means?!
While a certain tyc.o.o.n was cursing Batman’s literacy, there was a slight crack.
The faceplate on the Batman suit flipped up and pulled back to reveal a more square and handsome face. It was the face of Big Ben.
With a smile on his face, he looked at Tony, whose eyes were wide with surprise. Then, he stepped back closer to the wall, and opened his arms slightly.
Cracks rang out as the armor split away from his torso and limbs. The robotic arms that had appeared on the wall swiftly retracted with the armor into the wall, which closed up again.
A few seconds later, a tall and st.u.r.dy man wearing the face of Big Ben and a suit stood in front of them.
Luke walked over to the counter and poured himself a gla.s.s of whiskey. He said with a smile, “Also, I’m Bruce Wayne. You can call me Master Wayne if you like. Of course, you can continue calling me Bruce.”
Tony: …Who the h.e.l.l will call you ‘master’?
Different from Tony’s agitation, the young woman next to him observed everything about this “Bruce Wayne” carefully.
Luke raised his gla.s.s to Tony. “I bought this wine from the supermarket, but you’re the first friend to have it. Does it matter if it’s expensive or not?”
Looking at the gla.s.s that was stretched out in front of him, Tony was lost for words. He clinked gla.s.ses lightly with Luke and drank.
Luke finished his gla.s.s and looked at the young woman. “This is our first official meeting. Should I call you Agent Romanov or Miss Romanova?”
The young woman smiled brightly. “Just call me Natasha.”
Luke smiled. “Actually, I think the name Natalia is very nice too.”
The young woman’s smile didn’t change. “Friends usually call me Natasha. You’re too kind, Mr. Wayne.”
Luke nodded. “Alright, Natasha.”
Watching from the side, Tony couldn’t help but curse inwardly. This Charcoal Head really liked to investigate people in secret! Even this woman hadn’t escaped it.
If Natasha hadn’t betrayed any oddity, Tony wouldn’t have noticed anything wrong.
Of course, he knew that Nick Fury wanted to establish a connection with him through Natasha.
But now, a certain “master” had discovered Natasha’s real name.
Recalling how Natasha had “teamed up” with Back Cat at Hammer Industries’ warehouse, however, he wasn’t surprised.
Luke sat down at the bar and gestured for Tony to sit as well. He then said, “There’s a lot going on right now. Let’s get down to business.”
Tony’s eyes flickered, and he jerked his head slightly at Natasha, who was sitting at the bar. “Do you need Natasha to give us some privacy?”
Natasha made a rude gesture, but there was nothing unusual on her face.
Luke raised his hand and refilled his and Tony’s gla.s.ses. “No need. Even if Natasha goes back and tells Director Fury everything, that might not be a bad thing.”
Tony and Natasha were no longer surprised. Wouldn’t it be natural for Batman to know the name of the s.h.i.+ELD director?
Taking a sip of his wine, Luke said, “Have you thought about the aftermath of this attack?”
Hearing that, Tony didn’t look so relaxed. He nodded. “I’ll set up a fund. There were too many casualties this time.”
Luke hummed and said, “In any case, you’re rich, so donating a bit is good.”
Tony: …
Luke changed the topic. “However, what I want to say is that for me and the superheroes who partic.i.p.ated in this battle, the outcome might not be good.”
Tony frowned.
As an arms dealer who had been betrayed by his uncle Obadiah, he was no less paranoid than Luke.
He immediately guessed, “Are you saying that someone will use this incident to attack you and your friends?”
Luke nodded, then shook his head. “I have some contact with them, but they’re not all friends. However, I was the one who asked for their help this time, so I naturally have to consider the consequences for them.”
Natasha, who was listening on the side, made a mental note: Somewhat values “fairness,” OCD to some degree.
Tony asked, “So what do I need to do?”
He had long wanted to give Batman a helping hand.
That was because most of the favors that Tony Stark owed was to this Charcoal Head.
He didn’t feel good about not returning the favors at all.
Luke said, “You mentioned a fund earlier; I think that’s a good idea.”