Catwoman thought for a moment, then borrowed a Batcycle from the Batcave and chased after him.
At the manor, Damian frowned as he watched Catwoman leave in pursuit of his father, putting him in a rather foul mood.
Bruce was a terrible father. The first time he met Damian, he had been wary of him.
If Alfred had not tried so hard to keep him there, Damian truly would have left without a second thought.
He felt that Talia must have been out of her mind to fall for a man like Bruce.
Suspicious, sensitive, and a little neurotic.
He was quite handsome, but what good was that?
If Dane could hear his thoughts, he would definitely add another advantage to Bruce's list: he was rich.
In short, Damian felt that meeting Bruce had not been anything like he had imagined.
It had been worse than staying with the League of Assassins. At least his grandfather and Talia had been sincere with him.
Just as Damian was thinking this, someone called his private phone.
He picked it up and saw the name on the screen. His expression shifted slightly before returning to calm.
Damian returned to his room and put on the Nano Suit Dane had given him.
Yes, Dane had not taken the suit back. He had given it to him.
Once he put it on, Damian became that little assassin again.
He climbed out through the window, swung away on a web line, and vanished into the night.
On the former site of the ACE Chemical Plant, a new chemical factory had been built. Damian arrived there quickly.
"Welcome back, my dear grandson."
The moment Damian landed, a shadow appeared behind him.
He whirled around, but there was nothing there.
"Let me see whether your skills have dulled