"Dick, we need to tell Bruce about this as soon as possible."
Barbara's expression turned serious.
"Although Miaomiao saved you and changed the future in the prophecy, spacetime has its own rules. What if..."
Barbara didn't finish.
After all, fate loved to toy with people. Every time you thought you had escaped the trap it had dug for you and let your guard down, you would suddenly discover that you were already in another deep pit.
"I know. 'Spacetime has a way of repairing itself.'" Dick put aside all his tangled emotions. "We can't just notify him. I think I need to go back to Wayne Manor in person."
"We're going home?" Miaomiao still didn't understand the consequences of Ghost King Nightwing's emergence. She was simply delighted. "Yay! I get to eat Alfred's cookies!"
This was too serious to delay. The three of them set off immediately, driving back to Wayne Manor together.
"Master Dick." Alfred, the Butler Batman, came forward and looked Dick up and down. Only after confirming that he was still very much alive and well-if one ignored his clumsily applied bandages-did he breathe a small sigh of relief.
"Master Bruce received the news and cleared his schedule in advance. He's waiting for you in the Batcave. Master Jason and Master Tim have returned as well."
Dick raised an eyebrow. "So everyone knows?"
Beside him, Miaomiao instantly thrust her right hand high into the air and confessed without being asked. "I swear, I only wanted to message Alfred to say we were coming home... I sent it to Jason by accident!"
"I'm not blaming you." Dick casually ruffled Miaomiao's hair. "Even if you hadn't said anything, they would've just found out a little later. Little Red's intelligence network isn't much worse than Batman's."
In some respects, it