Miao Mu was fully prepared, even using himself as bait, just to see how much the Court of Owls was willing to pay.
If those idiots from the Court of Owls really brought the Talons over, Miao Mu would light incense for them on the spot.
Without the threat of those Talon assassins, who would have the final say in Gotham?
Whoever had the biggest fists would have the final say.
Cast aside all those tedious formalities, toss out those so-called laws and justice, and Gotham would become a final battleground.
Beep, beep, beep. His phone rang.
Miao Mu sat in his office chair and picked it up. It was Nygma calling; he was in Metropolis too.
If things went south, he could urgently summon Superman.
That was a backup plan.
Though Miao Mu would have preferred The Flash to come. The guy was fast, but this sort of thing required dirty work.
If he could avoid calling those guys, he would. He couldn't damage his grand image of justice.
"How is it? Metropolis nightlife is livelier than Gotham's, right? Did you find a couple of girls to discuss your ideals with?"
Miao Mu spun in his chair and teased him frivolously.
"Get lost. I have good news and bad news. Which do you want to hear first? Though neither one really sounds bad."
Nygma seemed to be in an excellent mood and was even speaking in riddles.
But this good news was most likely that the bad news had failed to happen. Miao Mu smiled. "Just solve the riddle for me."
"Someone reported you for rebellion and staging a coup. They called you an extreme terrorist and an evil warlord, demanding that the military be sent in to suppress the uprising."
Nygma could not help laughing. "But someone intercepted