"Bruce Wayne is Batman. I know that very well. A lot of people know it. It's hardly a secret..."
Just as Bruce was left speechless after being set up, Lady Shiva spoke up to bail him out. The effect was not very good. Bruce was not only speechless, but also depressed.
Lady Shiva was not talking nonsense. She really did know Batman's identity. Since the timeline of her parallel universe was relatively far ahead, her daughter Cassandra had already become a member of the Bat Family—Batgirl.
"That's right. During the recovery period after Bane broke Bruce's spine and he was seriously injured, you taught him rehabilitation techniques."
Russell nodded and said to Bruce, "It's fine. Lady Shiva may be the world's greatest assassin and a villainous bad guy, but she has a pretty good relationship with you. She often pins you down and gives you a brutal beating, then laughs cheerfully after she's done."
Bruce ignored Russell's nonsense and asked bluntly, "Who is Bane?"
Worthy of being the ruthless, black-hearted Batman. Petty and vindictive. He had already started writing down things that had not even happened yet.
"Bane is Bane. In the future, his blood will flow through your son's veins..."
Russell spoke the truth with blatant malice. The large screen behind him lit up, displaying a photo of Bruce wetting the bed in Arkham. "This world has the Assassin Alliance, but no Lady Shiva. So after your spine was broken, I was the one who saved you."
"Th-This..."
Lady Shiva was stunned. Her gaze shifted back and forth between the large screen and Bruce, her expression caught somewhere between laughter and tears.
Bruce: "..."
Russell had healed his spine. F***... thank you so damn much!
Just as Russell had said, Lady Shiva's relationship with the Bat Family was complicated.