"If this little one can learn to control that chaotic energy, he might just have the potential to become a candidate for the next Sorcerer Supreme."
The Ancient One had already struggled to find two suitable candidates to inherit the mantle of Sorcerer Supreme—and now, unexpectedly, another promising magic learner had appeared before them.
More importantly, Jin was younger than the other two candidates the Ancient One had been watching—meaning his potential for growth was even greater!
If it weren't for the fact that the Ancient One's remaining time was already limited, they would have seriously considered bringing Jin to Kamar-Taj to personally teach him magic!
...
Meanwhile, after spending such a long time suffering on the plane, Jin finally returned to the United States.
Upon arrival, Tony handed him over to his personal assistant, Pepper Potts, who took Jin back to Stark Manor.
As she handled Jin, Pepper found herself repeatedly glancing at the dazed little boy.
Being Tony Stark's highly trusted assistant, Pepper immediately sensed that her boss was acting differently toward this child.
After all, Tony Stark—playboy, billionaire, world-famous genius—had always carried himself with an undeniable arrogance.
To the point where Tony rarely interacted with other males—especially children!
However, Pepper quickly dismissed her thoughts.
Not long after she brought Jin back to Stark Manor, she was greeted by Jin's mother and an elderly man in a wheelchair.
...
Beverly Hills, Wealthy District – A Luxurious Villa
Jin slowly awakened from his deep sleep. The exhaustion from crossing dimensions, the overuse of Dragon Slayer Magic, and the long hours of motion sickness had completely drained the young Dragon Slayer Wizard.
"He's awake! Young Master Jin is awake!"
Still groggy, Jin stared blankly as one of the household servants shouted at the top of their lungs before rushing out of the room.
A series of hurried footsteps echoed from outside. Moments later, a blonde-haired, blue-eyed woman, whose features bore a striking resemblance to Jin's, burst into the room!
"Oh my God, baby, you're finally awake! You nearly scared me to death!"
This woman was Melissa, Jin's mother—an accomplished businesswoman, capitalist, and investor with enough influence to make a name for herself in the United States.
However, this powerful Wall Street tycoon had once traveled to Asia, where she had a fateful encounter with Jin's father. She had taken him for herself—and as a result, Jin was born!
The young woman's voice trembled with emotion as she scooped Jin into a tight embrace.
Jin, who had only just regained his strength, suddenly found himself suffocating in her arms—nearly losing his life on the spot!
"Oh wow, Mommy, are you trying to hug me straight into heaven with all this love? My little body can't handle this much affection!"
Jin exaggerated his struggle, acting dramatically.
He knew this "convenient" mother of his would fall for it every time!
"Oh no, I'm so sorry, baby! Mommy just got too excited!"
The young woman quickly loosened her embrace, her face full of concern as she gently stroked Jin's head.
"Look at you—you're so weak! Mommy needs to order the kitchen to make some nourishing food for you right away! I heard you were sick for so long on the plane, so your tummy must be empty! I'll have some porridge made first—if you don't eat something, how will your body hold up?"
Jin rolled his eyes internally, muttering in his heart: Weak? Seriously? Even terrorists weren't enough to fight me off!
But on the surface, he grinned cheerfully and responded, "Alright then, I'll be waiting for Mommy's special meal! Best if it's steak and lobster, plus a big bowl of ice cream—haha!"
"You little rascal! Just woke up and already thinking about hard-to-digest food—aren't you afraid of upsetting your stomach?"
Melissa pretended to be angry, playfully tapping Jin's nose. But her eyes were filled with nothing but love and indulgence.
"But since you want it, Mommy will make it happen! However, no ice cream until your body has fully recovered!"
"Yes, ma'am! Mommy Supreme!" Jin saluted seriously, looking as obedient as ever.
Once his mother left the room, a bald man in a wheelchair slowly rolled into Jin's room.
When Jin saw who had arrived, he respectfully addressed the elderly man in the wheelchair, "Thank you for your help. I imagine that my return wouldn't have been so swift without your efforts, Professor Charles."
Charles smiled and replied, "What matters most is that you're awake, Jin."
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Charles got straight to the point. "After everything that has happened, I believe you now have a clearer understanding of your mutant abilities. That's why I would like to extend an invitation for you to enroll at Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters."
Without even thinking, Jin firmly shook his head and replied, "I'm sorry, Professor, but it's precisely because I understand my mutant ability so well that I must refuse your offer."
"Why?"
Charles frowned, clearly confused by Jin's refusal. Even though he wasn't entirely sure what Jin's mutant ability was, he still hoped the boy would join the X-Men's academy.
A child so young should receive proper education, learn to control their abilities, and most importantly, avoid falling into the hands of hostile forces!
Jin carefully organized his thoughts before responding:
"First, Professor Charles, I know my abilities better than anyone. As long as I don't expose myself, I won't have to use my mutant power at all."
"Second, compared to going to Xavier's School, I actually prefer staying outside. Let's be honest—how old am I? Do you really think I could sit still in a classroom at your school?"
"Lastly, even though I've lived in America my whole life, don't forget that my father is Asian, and I've always identified as Asian-American. On top of that, I happen to know that a certain high-ranking U.S. military official has been keeping a close eye on your school. If anything happens to Xavier's Academy, someone like me would be the first to face the consequences."
"Am I right, Professor Charles?"
"But I don't believe anything will happen to Xavier's School!" Charles tried to argue.
However, as a seasoned professor with deep expertise in psychology, he couldn't ignore the expression on Jin's face—one that practically said, Are you sure about that?
Charles understood Jin's resolve, and more importantly, he realized that he couldn't offer any guarantees.
Because, in truth, Xavier's School harbored too many mutants, making it a constant target for certain forces.
At this moment, Charles found himself slightly shifting his stance on how he viewed Jin.
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