Wakanda, Royal Council Chamber.
T'Chaka was once again handling official business. As a king, he had an endless stream of official duties to deal with almost every day.
He hadn't shared any intimate moments with his wife for several days. Thinking of this, T'Chaka propped up his head and sighed, really wishing he could pass the throne to his son, T'Challa, right now and retire to enjoy a peaceful life.
But T'Challa was still young and not at all ready to shoulder the responsibilities of being a king. It would take at least another decade or so of tempering before T'Challa would be qualified.
Shaking his head to clear his wandering thoughts, T'Chaka was about to resume his work when he suddenly caught sight of someone he really didn't want to see out of the corner of his eye.
Xia Yu:
"..."
"Ha, I've been working so long my eyes are playing tricks on me. I really should take a break."
T'Chaka reached out and pinched the bridge of his nose, laughing at himself, and then turned his head to take a closer look.
Xia Yu:
T'Chaka:... "Hiss..." T'Chaka gasped, clutching his chest and taking several deep breaths before finally speaking tremulously.
"You, why are you here again!"
"Yo yo yo, if it isn't the Great Black Panther Emperor. Haven't seen you in a few days, and you've already fallen this far."
Xia Yu spoke with a grin. Hearing this, T'Chaka's face darkened even further, almost rivaling that of the Black Braised Egg, Nick Fury.
"Alright, alright, Your Majesty, don't worry. I come with good intentions this time. I've done a quick calculation, and Your Majesty, your face is dark; I fear a bloody calamity is imminent."
Looking at T'Chaka's dark face, Xia Yu spoke with a serious expression, as if it were a matter of great importance.
Hearing this, T'Chaka's complexion, which was already approaching that of the Black Braised Egg, reached that exact shade—the kind that would make him invisible at night.
"If Your Excellency is only here to amuse me, then please leave," T'Chaka said slowly, taking a deep breath.
It was only because of his good self-restraint; if it were his young son, they would have already started fighting, though he likely wouldn't win.
"Don't be so heartless, Your Majesty. Conflict leads to friendship; we're practically old acquaintances now."
Xia Yu walked over familiarly and plopped down on a nearby chair. He had to admit, the chair was quite comfortable; this old guy really knew how to enjoy himself.
"Heh, conflict leads to friendship," T'Chaka sneered. "If it weren't for the protection of the Panther God, I probably wouldn't be myself right now."
He still held a grudge over Xia Yu's attempt to control him. If it weren't for the Panther God's attitude, he would have long since... turned his back on him. Well, turning his back was impossible; he simply couldn't win.
But while he wouldn't turn his back, don't expect him to give the other party a friendly face.
"That was just youthful indiscretion." Xia Yu covered his face shyly, acting in an affected and bashful manner. "Anyway, no one got hurt, so isn't that great?"
T'Chaka didn't speak; he was afraid he would be infuriated to death.
Seeing that T'Chaka was no longer retorting, Xia Yu felt a bit bored. However, he hadn't been lying when he said T'Chaka faced a bloody calamity.
In the movies, T'Chaka died in an explosion while attending a meeting to ratify the Sokovia Accords at the Vienna International Centre.
In the comics, the physicist Ulysses Klaue obtained some vibranium in Wakanda and created sonic weapons. To seize more vibranium, he staged a coup, and T'Chaka led the people of Wakanda in a fierce resistance, ultimately being killed while protecting his wife and child.
Therefore, whether in the comics or the movies, T'Chaka met a violent end and failed to die of natural causes.
However, although this world showed traces of the cinematic universe, there were more traces of the comic world. Thus, the cause of T'Chaka's death was more likely to be being killed by Ulysses Klaue while protecting his family.
Thinking of this, Xia Yu said, "Old Black, this is where you're wrong. I sincerely came to save you, and you're actually ungrateful?"
T'Chaka remained silent, his expression seemingly saying: keep talking, I'm not listening.
Seeing T'Chaka's stubborn and impervious attitude, Xia Yu got a bit annoyed and slammed the table!
Bang!
"You're not giving me face, are you!"
"..."
This move learned from the Ancient One was indeed effective. Startled by the shout, T'Chaka was immediately dazed.
Seeing this, Xia Yu nodded with satisfaction and said, "You really do have a bloody calamity coming soon. Why would I lie to you? Just to mess with you?"
Although he really wanted to say yes, T'Chaka resisted the urge to retort. He felt that if he followed Xia Yu's rhythm, he would eventually lose something.
"As for when you'll have your accident, I don't know. But I can help you out. As for the reward..."
Xia Yu chuckled and rubbed his thumb, index, and middle fingers together. Although T'Chaka didn't know the meaning of this gesture, he could roughly guess Xia Yu's thoughts.
"Hmph, there's no need for Your Excellency to worry. We in Wakanda can protect ourselves."
"Really? I don't believe it. You were infiltrated by me alone back then."
Suddenly choked up, T'Chaka wanted to argue, but he opened his mouth and found he really couldn't. He could only turn his head away in a huff.
"Fine, fine. Since Your Majesty doesn't welcome me, I'll leave."
As he spoke, Xia Yu stood up from the chair and casually dropped a sword-shaped jade pendant, which contained a sliver of his spiritual power.
As soon as the jade pendant shattered, he would be able to sense it. Of course, he could use the spiritual power inside to sense the situation around the pendant at any time.
"As long as this jade pendant breaks, I can rush over to help you. Of course, there's a fee."
After speaking, Xia Yu drew a circle with his fingers, and a portal shimmering with the light of an arc welder appeared again. Xia Yu stepped out and left.
T'Chaka glanced at the situation. After waiting for a moment and realizing Xia Yu had truly left, he turned back and picked up the jade pendant on the table.
The sword-shaped jade pendant was very exquisite. After looking at it for a while, T'Chaka put it away. Although the other party didn't act like a human, his strength was indeed formidable.
Now that he had demonstrated magic similar to teleportation, it was even less advisable to make an enemy of him.
But as for the bloody calamity mentioned... T'Chaka thought of the outsiders who had been harassing their country. They seemed to always want vibranium. Could it be that they were finally losing their patience and were about to strike?
T'Chaka shook his head. Thinking about it now was useless. He hoped the unease in his heart was just an illusion.
On the other side, Queens, New York.
Although Queens sounds like a grand name, it is actually a working-class residential area, which could also be called a slum.
This was different from the super-rich area of Manhattan, but Queens had something Manhattan didn't: the friendly neighborhood Spider-Man.
"Spider-Man is the biggest pest. He swings around the city all day and is public enemy number one. This pest..."
"Tsk tsk, J. Jonah Jameson's love for Spider-Man is truly profound." Looking at the man with the small mustache on the big screen, Xia Yu remarked.
He had actually wanted to find Spider-Man for a long time. The Peter Parker in marvel's Spider-Man has been in the Spider-Man business for 8 years and is now around 23 years old.
This was already a seasoned Spider-Man, but this seasoned Spider-Man could be called one of the most tragic. He watched his Aunt May die before his eyes and was powerless to do anything, just as Uncle Ben had died before him.