It couldn't be Tim or the others. Everyone's biometric information had already been entered into Wayne Manor's defense system, which would recognize them automatically.
It couldn't be a hostile intruder, either. Otherwise, Wayne Manor's automated defenses would teach him a lesson.
The security cameras showed a tall, powerfully built man with solid muscles, long, curly dark-blond hair, and a thick beard. On closer inspection, the rugged man's eyes were an exceedingly rare shade of gold.
Someone I haven't met before, Miaomiao thought.
For some reason, seeing this man gave her the inexplicable feeling that she was looking at a distant relative she barely knew.
Huh? How could I possibly have any distant relatives here? I'm one of the Merfolk, and from another world, at that.
"Arthur?" Clark and the others clearly knew who their visitor was. "Is he visiting today, too?"
Clark turned to Bruce, his eyes as clear as the sky plainly asking one question-you invited other League members without telling me?
Bruce felt as though he'd been set up. "I swear I had absolutely no idea he was coming. In fact, I haven't seen Arthur in person for a while."
After all, this guy was just like Superman: one was always flying off into the sky, while the other plunged into the sea, making either of them hard to track down. Superman was reasonably cooperative and, whenever circumstances allowed, usually kept his Batman-made communicator on him. But Aquaman Arthur...
It was a miracle if he even knew where he was himself.
The burly man outside clearly wasn't the patient type. After just a minute without an answer, irritation was already showing on his face. His finger pressed the doorbell harder and harder, almost enough to punch a hole through the wall.
Bruce had no choice but to manually