A tight black sweater with a plunging V-neck, paired with slim-fit jeans.
Diana Prince's outfit perfectly showcased her stunning figure.
That V-neck in particular plunged so low that another inch would have exposed her belly button.
"Kal-El, son of Krypton..."
Diana's eyes lit up when she saw Clark following behind Bruce. Her gaze wasn't merely similar to the way Yang Bo looked at her-it was exactly the same.
Everyone shared the same appreciation for beauty.
Clark nodded casually, a faint smile appearing on his face. As Diana approached, he extended his hand and said:
"Hello, Ms. Prince."
Diana smiled in return. "With you here, I feel our enemy will be a little easier to deal with."
Then she looked at Yang Bo and asked with some puzzlement, "And this is?"
Bruce introduced him from beside her. "This is Yang Bo. He's a..."
Bruce suddenly stalled halfway through the introduction, because he wasn't sure how to classify Yang Bo.
Mostly because Yang Bo's background was far too complicated.
Yang Bo openly looked Diana up and down. If she was willing to show it, he was certainly willing to look.
So round... so long...
He meant the shield concealed by divine power on Diana's back, and the Lasso of Truth wrapped around her waist.
The Star of Ishtar, the Bracelets of Submission, the Godkiller, the Shield of Aegis, and the Lasso of Truth were all genuine divine artifacts. Yang Bo eyed them enviously, itching to go over and feel them up.
But then he remembered his girlfr-Ahem, his Red Matter Katar and Abyss Set, and immediately abandoned the idea.
I have my own... I have my own...
Yang Bo's blatant stare made Diana a little uncomfortable.
She cleared her throat twice:
"Ahem."
Yang Bo immediately snapped out of it. "Sorry, I got