Young Damian

Damian was still tense about flying and confused about their unknown destination. When he heard the commotion, he looked over as well. His childish face was filled with bewilderment, utterly unable to understand what his mother was doing.

"You're the first person since I crossed over who's made me angry." Kino suddenly spoke, his voice suppressing his fury.

"This is bad."

Talia silently cried out in alarm. Only then did she realize that she had been too hasty. She had acted without first figuring out the man's personality, and now she was probably going to suffer for it.

Without hesitation, Kino pushed with one hand. Talia's body plummeted from the sky like a kite with its string cut.

"Mom!"

Damian let out a terrified cry, his voice filled with fear and helplessness.

He could only watch as his mother fell rapidly, his small body trembling uncontrollably.

"Venom."

A black tentacle suddenly emerged from Kino's back. It shot out and caught Talia with pinpoint accuracy, leaving her suspended in midair.

[You can't kill his mother in front of a child, Kino.]

"Sorry, Damian." Kino apologized sincerely. He had indeed been driven mad with anger just now.

"Your mother is fine."

Only after seeing his mother hanging in the air did Damian's tense heart finally relax.

His eyes were still filled with fear of Kino. This man had nearly killed his mother.

[Why are you so angry? You've read so many books. It's not as if this kind of plot has never appeared before.] She found Kino's overwhelming fury truly incomprehensible.

After all, she wasn't human. Even though she knew all of Kino's memories, she still couldn't understand human ethics and morality.

"Those were all fictional. That's why I can treat them as books. I'm lustful, sure, but I'm not lewd and reckless." Kino patiently explained.

[I don't understand. You were quite happy when we tried all kinds of play from those books.]

"Maybe you'll understand when you become a mother. She can seduce me wherever she wants, and I wouldn't care. If the mood were right, I might even go along with it. But she can't do it in front of her child."

Kino looked at Damian, who had lowered his head in his arms, and gave a bitter laugh. The child had truly been frightened this time, so he sped up and flew toward Gotham.

Damian looked at his mother hanging in the air. Kino's words left him utterly confused. Although he didn't understand them, he engraved them deeply in his heart.

The sky over Gotham was gloomy. Heavy clouds seemed to weigh down on the city, creating a stifling and oppressive atmosphere.

It was still daytime. Bruce Wayne hadn't gone out; instead, he was in the study at the manor, focused on researching the information before him.

Suddenly, a sharp alarm rang out without warning, shattering the existing tranquility.

He furrowed his brows and quickly brought up the surveillance footage. On the screen, the mysterious man who had once copied Superman's powers had appeared again.

This time, he was also carrying a child in his arms, while Talia was bound behind him.

"Has he been in the League of Assassins all this time?" Bruce Wayne wondered silently. He had been searching for this mysterious man's whereabouts, never expecting him to reveal himself voluntarily.

His expression grew increasingly solemn. His mind raced as he considered the man's intentions and the actions he might take.

Kino looked up at the surveillance camera and said, "Bruce, I came to see you about something. Can I come in?"

Bruce remained silent on the other end for a moment before finally saying, "I'll wait for you in the drawing room."

Kino led Talia by the hand and strode into the manor. When he reached the drawing room, he saw Bruce already seated and waiting. Alfred was nearby, preparing tea.

The moment Kino saw Bruce, he unceremoniously shoved Damian into his arms.

"Here. Your son, Damian."

Bruce caught him instinctively. Hearing those words, he paused slightly and subconsciously looked down at the small face in his arms.

Crack—

The crisp sound of a cup hitting the floor rang out.

Alfred stared wide-eyed at Damian's little face. He looked so much like Young Master when he was young.

Kino joked, "Butler, could you serve me some better tea this time?"

"Of course, sir."

Alfred responded with a smile, his tone noticeably warmer than before.

Bruce sat there holding Damian, his eyes filled with complicated emotions: shock, worry, surprise, and a sense of responsibility. The probing he had originally intended had been completely disrupted.

As for who the child's mother was, there was no need to think about it. It was obviously Talia, who had been wrapped up like a dumpling.

Bruce's body seemed somewhat stiff. He had no idea where to put his hands. This was his first time meeting his own child, and the strange yet intimate feeling left him at a loss.

His gaze lingered on Damian, but he suddenly noticed the way Damian was secretly looking at Talia and Kino.

It was fear, as if he still hadn't recovered from the earlier danger.

"Alfred, take Damian out for a while. We have something to discuss." Bruce took a deep breath and said, doing his best to calm himself.

"Yes, Young Master." Alfred replied and gently lifted Damian up. He had just turned to take him outside when—

Damian clutched Bruce's clothes tightly and called out, "Mom."

Bruce looked at Kino, a questioning look in his eyes.

Kino sighed and released the tentacle while turning his back to Talia.

"Quiet. Go outside with them."

Talia stood up. She glanced at Bruce before walking out first, with Alfred carrying Damian close behind.

"Sorry. I nearly killed his mother in front of that child. It was my fault."

Bruce's pupils contracted. His thoughts were instantly dragged back to that dark alley. The image of his parents lying in pools of blood surfaced in his mind, and pain and fury surged into his heart.

"What's your purpose in coming here?"

He forcibly suppressed his emotions and asked coldly.

"I came here for two reasons. One was to deliver your child, and the other was to find you."

Kino's expression remained calm as he spoke. He took out a small bottle of blue liquid and placed it on the table.

"The Lazarus Pit. You've taken control of the League of Assassins."

Bruce stared intently at the small bottle, his expression grave. Of course he recognized it. He had even used it once himself. But he was more concerned with the other piece of information.

"More or less. I want you to use it as the foundation to create a drug. It doesn't matter if the effect is weaker."

Kino lifted his tea and took a small sip, as if discussing something utterly ordinary.

"I can do that, but I need to know who you really are and what you intend to do with these things."

Bruce stared at Kino. He agreed to the transaction, but his eyes were filled with wariness and scrutiny.