Little Jo was a little embarrassed by Damian's question.
"So far, I've only awakened heat vision, and... I'm still not very good at controlling it."
"What?"
Damian looked at Little Jo with growing exasperation. "You were born with more natural talent than almost anyone on this planet, and you can't even control your heat vision?"
His eyes plainly said one thing-Pathetic!
"Maybe Little Jo just hasn't found the trick yet?" Miaomiao said. "Where I'm from, we have a saying about being a 'late bloomer.' It means some people need a catalyst before their abilities can emerge. Once that catalyst comes along, everything they've built up beforehand rapidly turns into experience."
Damian curled his lip. "Little Fish, you're really good at making excuses for him."
"Whatever the case, I feel much better now. Thank you, Little Fish."
Those words instantly set Damian off. "Who said you could call her that?!"
"Huh?" Little Jo looked bewildered. "I can't? Isn't that what you call her?"
"I can! You can't!" Damian's emerald eyes fixed on Little Jo. "That's the name I gave Little Fish. Only I get to use it!"
"Oh, okay. Sorry. Then, Damian, can I call you Rice?"
"NO!"
"...All right."
Little Jo shrugged in understanding, leaving Damian's impending outburst with nowhere to go. He could only swallow it back, fuming-
That Kryptonian brat! Why did he have to be so reasonable?
"Hey, Kent." Damian kicked a pebble by his foot, watching it streak away in a blur and vanish. "How did you first discover you had heat vision? Maybe we can start there and see if there's another way to make you 'bloom' sooner."
"You want to help me?" Little Jo grinned, his smile looking just like that of his father, the God of Man. "I knew it, Damian. You only