I get stronger by sunbathing, just like Superman.

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Is that a white cane you're holding?

Chapter 182 Hill's Visit

Yes, I am blind...

I hope this won't make you question my professional competence.

Matt replied jokingly.

"Oh, no, no, not at all..."

Elena quickly explained that she was just curious.

Matt continued:

"Here's the thing, after the war in New York, I went to your house, but you weren't there. So I learned through some 'friends' that you had another address in Boston."

I happened to be in the area on business, so I came to take a look. Please believe me, I didn't mean anything by it. Also…

I heard your husband has passed away. Please accept my condolences.

At this point, Matt bowed slightly in remembrance, then stood up and handed Elena a file folder.

If one party dies during divorce proceedings, the proceedings will be terminated, and Matt is there to return the deposit and some documents.

Elena took the documents, thanked them, and didn't know how to explain that her 'husband' had come back to life.

So I simply didn't say anything more.

"Then, goodbye, Ms. Elena."

Matt spoke politely, while simultaneously pulling out his cane, straightening it, tapping the ground, and turning to leave.

But they had only taken two steps

He stopped tapping with his cane.

Because of his extraordinary perception, he sensed that someone had suddenly appeared in front of him.

There were no footsteps, no sound at all.

It was as if it appeared out of thin air.

No sign.

Matt subtly tightened his grip on his white cane, pretending to listen intently.

"who are you?"

"Her husband."

Lei Ming replied, his eyes scanning the renowned blind lawyer.

Matt Murdoch,

That is, Daredevil.

From Hell's Kitchen, a neighborhood in Manhattan, New York City.

He is a street superhero.

Clearly, Lei Ming's answer left Matt speechless, his expression slightly taken aback.

"Uh...I don't understand,"

You've already...

He stopped talking halfway through his sentence, for some reason, and then hurriedly took his leave.

He left the villa with swift strides.

Lei Ming simply stood there watching, without making any move.

Elena was somewhat puzzled, but thankfully the other party didn't press her for an answer, otherwise she wouldn't have known how to respond.

However, judging from Lei Ming's calm demeanor, he probably didn't care about any of this at all.

Why did he leave in such a hurry?

she said to herself.

"Because there will be more guests coming later."

Lei Ming continued, his gaze then falling on the file folder in Elena's hand.

Noticing his gaze, Elena felt inexplicably guilty and began to back away, tucking the file folder behind her back.

She didn't want him to see these things.

Lei Ming stopped in his tracks, just as Elena thought he had given up.

The document in his hand suddenly slipped from his grasp and flew into his hand as if it had grown wings.

Next second,

boom!

A raging fire erupted, and the document bag, along with the refunded deposit inside, was reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye.

They fell all over the ground.

"what are you doing?"

Elena stared at Lei Ming and questioned him, looking completely bewildered.

"Isn't this thing useless now?"

Lei Ming said matter-of-factly.

Elena then added, "But there's still my money in there!"

Lei Ming didn't speak. He reached back and grabbed the ashes on the ground. The charred remains flew into his hand and, in the blink of an eye, reassembled into several US dollars.

"Here you go."

He shoved the crisp new banknotes into Elena's hand.

"cool…!"

From the nearby stairs came Teresa's exclamation, her eyes gleaming with admiration.

"It's so cool!"

She added.

Elena didn't react at all; she was numb.

Lei Ming looked at Theresa.

Have you forgotten what I said yesterday?

"Sorry, I'll go practice my Chinese right away..."

Theresa dashed back to her room.

He then turned to Elena and said, "Go back to your room first, we have guests."