"Thank you, ma'am. Without you, I would have lost my uncle forever," Peter stepped out and bowed again in gratitude.

"It's nothing. Some things need someone to stand up and do, like stopping crime. This city has twenty-five million people. Imagine how many robberies, murders, and assaults happen every day. Sometimes, someone has to stand up and do something, just like your uncle. If someone had stood up with him to stop the criminal, maybe he wouldn't have gotten hurt," Natasha shrugged, trying to console Peter Parker. In her eyes, Peter Parker was just a kid who hadn't grown up yet. In such situations, it's better to offer some comfort.

Natasha's words touched Peter Parker. If someone had helped Uncle Ben, he wouldn't have been hurt.

"Everyone can face misfortune, but if we simply turn misfortune into hatred, it will only create more misfortune. Instead of regretting after misfortune strikes, we should nip it in the bud!" Natasha said with a smile, though she felt a bit weary inside. However, thinking about having a team that would follow her orders in the future, Natasha patiently guided Peter Parker. She didn't want a little guy like Peter Parker when capturing super criminals.