Before long, Bai Lang, dressed in a white suit, walked onto the stage.
He was tall, his powerful muscles hidden beneath the loose white suit.
Thanks to his Magnetic Field Power, his body had developed further, and his height had grown from 2.1 meters to 2.2 meters.
His solid muscles coiled around him like twisting dragons.
His handsome face and impressive physique instantly caught the attention of many wealthy women in the audience.
"Alfred, look into this man named Bai Lang for me."
Bruce Wayne sat below, watching the muscular Asian man onstage.
The man seemed familiar to him.
Anyone with enough influence to gather Gotham's upper crust here was bound to be somebody.
Not far away, Joseph Powers narrowed his eyes and stared at Bai Lang onstage.
At the same time, a man's voice sounded through the earpiece.
"Chief, should we..."
Joseph frowned and replied quietly, "Don't make a move yet. Until we've figured out Super Batman's real identity, we need to conserve our strength."
"But..." His eyes settled on the two Talons' bodies onstage, charred black and on display.
"Look into this White Dream Company first, especially its boss, Bai Lang."
"..."
"...Mr. Wayne has offered five hundred thousand dollars. Does anyone have a higher bid?"
Bai Lang could naturally hear everything everyone here said.
As he looked at the well-dressed members of the upper class below, the scene he had witnessed earlier at the unfinished building in District Three surfaced in his mind once more.
What he saw now stood in stark contrast to that earlier scene, which had looked like hell on earth.
"Five hundred thousand dollars, going once. Five hundred thousand, going twice. Five hundred thousand..."
Just as Bai Lang was about to bring down the gavel, Joseph Powers stood up.
"Six hundred thousand dollars."