To be ho, Tony was a bit pa this moment.

  From the man's outfit, it wasn't hard to guess his identity.

  This was the "Mafia" guy currently dominating New York's trending topics!

  Almost every forum was discussing him!

  Some called him a hero, but more people thought he was a vilin.

  What kind of superhero tortures criminals to death?

  Usually, they're like Batman—catch the bad guys and hand them over to the police.

  "Hey, buddy, your outfit is so retro. I could reend you for a runway show."

  Tony tried to lighten the mood with some humor.

  But whenever he opened his mouth, it always came off as sarcastic.

  Tony looked calm on the surface, but inside, he was freaking out.

  After all, that Rhino guy had been using Stark Industries' ons.

  And this Mafia guy had no mercy for criminals.

  If he got mistaken for the Rhino's aplice, things could get ugly.

  "Hey, hey, listen, buddy, I know what you're thinking. You probably think I'm a bad guy."

  "I admit, there are times when I be pretty bad. After all, nice guys finish st."

  "But that Rhino guy has nothing to do with me. I don't even know him. As for the ons he used, I'll look into it. Just give me some time."

  I tried to approach you as an ordinary person, but all I got was disdain and suspi…

  Turns out, this identity works much better.

  Peter muttered to himself internally.

  "I know who you are."

  He cut off Tony's rambling.

  "A genius, phinthropist, pyboy, CEO of Stark Industries. A bit reckless, but ly a bad guy."

  "Just a little arrogant, that's all."

  Tony breathed a sigh of relief at this.

  As long as he wasn't beled a bad guy, things were fine.

  But then he paused.

  Arrogant?

  What the hell? When have I ever been arrogant?

  "Buddy, I know you're impressive, but you don't know me. I won't accept the bel of 'arrogant.'"

  Peter smiled faintly and sat down across from Tony. He wao do something cool, like pour himself a gss of red wine.

  But then he remembered he was wearing a mask—no point in p if he couldn't drink it…

  "Mog a well-meaning kid and calling him a liar—isn't that arrogance?"

  "Tony, do you think everyone in the world is like the women you sleep with, only after your money?"

  Tony was utterly stunned.

  Oh my God!!

  Is this guy even human?

  How does he know so much?!

  Could there be a mole in my pany? Otherwise, this makes no sehis only happened an ho!

  No!

  Impossible. No one could spy on my pany under my nose.

  So there's only one possibility left.

  That is…

  The high school kid he'd dismissed as a liar khis Mafia guy!

  And they were close!

  Maybe it was even the Mafia guy who sent the kid to warn him.

  Tony's mind was sharp, and he quickly pieced this together.

  "Alright, I admit I was a bit hasty in that situation."

  He shrugged.

  "But it's irely my fault. You have to uand the struggles of a billionaire. Every day, tless people are after my money. I'm not short on cash, but I 't just let people take advantage of me, right?"

  "Still, I do oology for this."

  "Too bad I don't know who that kid is."

  "Midtown Tech High," Peter said calmly.

  "What?"

  Tony was taken aback.

  Peter expined:

  "That kid goes to Midtown Tech High. He's from a poor family and ranks at the top of his css."

  After hearing this, Tony was even more vinced of his theory.

  So, this Mafia guy and the high school kid definitely knew each other.

  He was here to get justice for the kid.

  Tony gave a thumbs-up.

  "I'll apologize."

  Peter nodded.

  He turo leave, not pnning to interfere too much with Tony's affairs.

  Acc to the inal plot, Tony would bee Iron Man. It wouldn't be good to mess with that.

  "You're leaving already? How about joining me for dinner? I don't usually dine aloh men, but if you don't mind, I invite a few attractive dies."

  "You keep them for yourself."

  Just then, there was a knock at the door.

  Happy walked in.

  "Boss, the restaurant's booked."

  Tony's attention was diverted, and by the time he looked back, the Mafia guy was gone.

  Tony waved his hand.

  "Fet it, Happy. cel the reservation."

  "Find Obadiah for me. I o have a chat with him. Face-to-face."

  Tony had always focused on engineering and research at the pany, leaving sales to Obadiah.

  The ons on the Rhino had to be ected to him.

  This was serious and o be handled properly.

  …

  Peter returned home in a good mood.

  So satisfying!

  Watg the high-and-mighty billiet put in his pce felt amazing!

  inally, Peter had po tinue roaming New York's nights, punishing criminals and farming points.

  But there was an important css at school tomorrow.

  The school had invited a renowned professor to give a lecture.

  Otto Octavius.