God of Man

Li Ang was now very sharp; he got up at the sound.

He went to the window and immediately saw a 'Bat-dart' stuck there.

"Batman."

Li Ang's heart tightened, but he wasn't all that surprised.

Ever since his fight with Batman, he knew he'd be on Batman's radar.

For someone with 'persecution paranoia,' it would be strange if Batman didn't investigate Li Ang.

He just hadn't expected Batman to come so fast.

Something that happened today—Batman already knew about it?

The only question now was this:

Just how much did Batman know?

Li Ang first listened carefully and found that Kara in the next room had gone silent.

Probably asleep.

Then, Li Ang opened the window and went up to the rooftop via the fire escape.

Gotham's nights were still a bit chilly; the cold wind hit his body as if trying to burrow into his bones.

But Li Ang didn't see anyone on the rooftop.

Just then, the sound of a 'cape' flapping came from behind him.

He turned around, and sure enough, Batman, radiating Money Power from head to toe, appeared before him.

"What's up?"

Li Ang asked.

Because the way Batman looked, he clearly wasn't here to fight.

Soon, Batman's low, calm voice, carrying a hint of unquestionable authority, came: "Take her and leave Gotham. I'll give you new identities, make it so no one can ever track you down."

His tone was like a command, which annoyed Li Ang.

Everyone was born from a father and mother—who gave you the right to order me around?

So Li Ang laughed. "Leave Gotham? Go where? How do we survive?"

"Go to Metropolis. With your abilities, finding a better job than the Iceberg Lounge won't be hard. She'll have a better education there too."

Batman said in a low voice, his eyes fixed on Li Ang as if they could pierce through his soul.

Thinking about how he'd been washing dishes at a Chinese Restaurant before, and had been a bartender at the Iceberg Lounge for over a month, scraping by on a measly one or two thousand dollars each month, Li Ang felt a surge of anger.

Did he have any idea how important this Bar Manager job was to him and Kara?

In America, people without status or a place to live easily become homeless with nothing, and never get a chance to turn things around.

Now that he finally had a decent job and was about to get a new identity, there was no way Li Ang would give it up just because of Batman's words.

Go to Metropolis and find a better job?

Fun fact: Metropolis and Los Angeles are the two cities in America with the most homeless people.

"Not everyone is born with a fortune."

Li Ang looked at Batman and said, "We're not leaving. I just want her to have a stable life."

"In Gotham, stability doesn't exist."

Batman said in a deep voice.

So he knew that himself.

"You not showing up—that's the biggest stability!"

Hearing Li Ang's words, Batman was noncommittal.

"With her uniqueness, once people discover her, she'll be rejected, treated like a monster. Someone will kill her!"

Batman's lowered voice was a bit frightening, but it only made Li Ang annoyed.

Clearly, Batman knew a lot, maybe even that Kara was an alien.

But so what?

Everything that happened today, everyone seemed to be rejecting Kara. More than one person had already told him that Kara didn't fit in Gotham.

But honestly, where would she fit?

As an 'Old Father,' Li Ang was naturally full of resentment. Anyone who treated his goddaughter like that was his enemy.

"Is that why you want her to leave Gotham?"

Li Ang said angrily. "If that's really the case, then there's no difference between here and anywhere else."

"Humanity is ignorant, foolish. Even if what you say happens, and people reject her, treat her like a monster, it's because they're afraid of her, terrified of her power!"

"But! There's absolutely no way to kill her!"

Having said that, Li Ang calmed down.

He stared at Batman expressionlessly and said, "She won't be a monster. She'll become their god!"

Thank you, Batman!

Batman paused at this, giving Li Ang a deep look, understanding that Li Ang had made up his mind.

Li Ang didn't linger after speaking and headed straight downstairs.

Glancing back, he found Batman was already gone.

"Mr. Li Ang, Kara doesn't meet our school's admission criteria. We hope you find a better school..."

Li Ang hung up before finishing the call.

No good news today, it seemed.

He wasn't about to sit idly by, so he called these schools himself.

But unfortunately, without status or connections, these schools simply wouldn't agree to let Kara enroll.

You see, in America, even college applications require recommendation letters—networking is a crucial part of the process.

Especially at a time like this.

Unless Li Ang used his Money Power to smash open a path, even begging on his knees wouldn't work.

He sat on the sofa, holding his phone, staring at the numbers on it.

He hadn't called James Gordon yet—if there was news, Gordon would call him first.

Clearly, things weren't going smoothly.

Even though James Gordon was the commissioner of the Gotham Police Department, he was far more upright than his predecessor, never taking bribes or engaging in corruption, which made some matters harder to resolve.

Should he really call Sophia Falcone?

What difference would that make from calling the Penguin?

Either of these Gotham "big shots" could easily solve this, since they had people and power.

But if he asked them for help, things would get tricky for him down the line.

"Godfather, forget it. These books are easy enough—I can self-study."

Kara came over and wrapped her arms around her godfather.

"This isn't about self-study."

Li Ang forced a smile. "The school environment and social connections in America matter a lot."

"Don't worry, I'll handle it."

Hearing Li Ang's words, Kara hugged him tightly, sinking into self-blame.

If she hadn't been so reckless, she wouldn't have exposed her abilities and gotten expelled from school.

Still... she didn't regret it. She just thought she needed to be more careful, and saving people felt pretty good.

Just then, Li Ang's phone rang.

It was an unknown caller.

Li Ang hesitated but still answered—if it was a scam call, he'd hang up.

"Mr. Li Ang?"

A middle-aged woman's voice came through.

"Hello, that's me. Who is this?"

"I'm Principal Connie from Louis Memorial Middle School. Do you have a daughter?"

"Yes."

Li Ang was a bit puzzled but replied.

This isn't a scam call, is it?

Then he heard the other side say, "Well, you're in luck. Wayne Enterprises is currently running a scholarship charity event, helping children with excellent grades who can't attend school for various reasons. I checked, and your daughter's grades are outstanding. Would you be interested in enrolling her at Louis Memorial Middle School?"

Li Ang wanted to refuse out of pride, but glancing at Kara, who looked pleasantly surprised, he broke into a smile. "Of course, we'd be happy to."

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