The bumpy dirt road between the fields looked like a strip of dark earth under the moonlight. Vast wheat fields stretched all the way to the horizon. The quiet of the countryside possessed a beauty different from the city's, and falling asleep to the sound of insects brought people closer to nature.
In the distance stood a white two-story cottage. That was Martha's home, where Superman's family was currently spending their vacation. Not long ago, Su Ming had told Superboy-Prime to come here himself and find Clark.
It seemed the outcome had been pretty good. At least the house was still standing, the landscape had not changed, and everyone was still alive.
"It's about two thirty now." Su Ming looked up at the moon and stars before continuing, "The lights in the house are all off, but the barn is lit up. Superman probably can't sleep."
Bobo sprinted ahead with his pipe clenched in his mouth, glancing back nervously from time to time. But Harley had no intention of grabbing him anymore. The monkey was too nimble, not fun at all.
She walked beside Deathstroke, playing with her twin ponytails and curling the ends around her fingers. Pretending to yawn, she said, "Ah~~~~~ Why do we have to go find Superman's family the moment we get back? Those people are so stubborn, and the second he sees me, he'll lecture me nonstop."
As far as Harley was concerned, all Superheroes and Vigilantes were mentally ill anyway, while Superman was obsessed with "justice" and "hope."
"He only lectures people because he has nothing better to do. But I'm sure he has no mood to teach you a lesson right now." Su Ming smiled and lightly bit down on his cigarette holder. "After all, compared with you, Superboy-Prime is the one he's