Inside Grant Wilson's villa.
"All right, you don't have to worry about HIVE taking advantage of Grant anymore. The problems from his genetic modification will still take some time to fix," Dead Servant said. "But his psychological problems are still pretty serious. Based on my research, I'd say he has a father complex—"
"Wade, I'm touched that you care about my son." Deathstroke lay exhausted on the sofa. "But if you remembered him, how did you forget I was still in China?"
"I thought you were back, so I came to your house to wait. Then I found your nephew in this state, and I had to deal with him first," Dead Servant explained. "I didn't expect you to be stuck there so long."
"By the time I woke up, the Martial Arts Tournament was long over, my visa had expired, and some things I did as a mercenary had come to light..." Deathstroke sighed. "Forget it. I'm back, and that's what matters."
"Glad you're taking it in stride. Talk to your son more," Dead Servant said.
"Yeah." Deathstroke pressed a can of cold cola against his temple. Compared with Dead Servant, he was far too taciturn. Having a heart-to-heart with his son... He couldn't do it.
"Don't brush this off. I suggest you read this." Dead Servant produced a thick book. "Here. Selected Works of Freud."
"Looks like a pirated copy." Deathstroke opened it and flipped through the pages. "Since when do you read psychology books?"
"I just bought it. I thought you'd need it," Dead Servant said. "There's a lot in there that'll help you get along with your kid."
"Thanks." Deathstroke studied the book, his brow furrowing deeper and deeper. "Does Grant really have a father complex?"
"I think so too. When a father ignores his child,