Miao Mu watched Lois sit at the table, unapologetically eating the takeout breakfast he had ordered that morning. He did not know whether to laugh or cry. Upstairs, Barry, who had squeezed into a bed with Jason, pulled the reindeer hood back over his head and sat at the table, looking at Clark's innocent, guileless face.
"You came to Gotham... for fun?"
Miao Mu walked over with some bread in hand. Seeing the circus souvenir dolls scattered across the table, he glanced at Barry beside him.
Barry wore a jacket and sat there with his arms folded, utterly silent. Although he felt that this timeline had already been altered beyond repair, some things had remained unchanged.
For example, Clark, Lois, Batman... and Miao Mu were all more or less the same. There had been virtually no changes.
But had they met ahead of schedule?
Though he appeared silent, Barry was not a quiet person. He was merely keeping his complaints and grumbling to himself.
"More or less. We came to finish a story, an interview with the Zatara Circus. We wrapped it up last night." Lois dipped a soup dumpling in vinegar and put it into her mouth, looking delighted.
"By the way, could I interview you?"
Lois asked eagerly. She professionally wiped her hands, took out the notebook she carried with her, and prepared to start taking notes.
"Lois," Clark reminded her helplessly.
"It's fine. Interviewing me... there does not seem to be much worth interviewing about, does there? After all, this place is not as safe as Metropolis."
Miao Mu tore off a piece of bread and tossed it into his mouth. "Our specialty is all kinds of murder cases and homicide cases. Not really suitable for reporting."
"No, it's about Batman, your local superhero. I heard you've