Letting Deadpool leave first was inevitable. Otherwise, the moment he looked at this monster, his mind would start wandering uncontrollably, making the cow stronger and stronger. That would not do.
Besides, the exchange just now had only been a test. The real thing was about to begin, and the commotion would be huge. It would inevitably affect Monark and the others.
"What do you want to play? A quiz game? Or a matching game?" Deathstroke stared at the Joker Cow flying in the sky as well. Its gaze remained hollow and numb, yet that huge smile seemed filled with mockery.
It seemed to be laughing at him, and perhaps at the world itself, but no one could guess what it was thinking.
"Oh, Deathstroke, why are you so serious? Hehehehe." The cow smacked its own thigh from the side with its long blade, using considerable force. The impact rang out like clashing metal. "Haven't you realized it yet? I am actually Wade's subconscious impression of you. He fears you, so naturally he fears me. I am you."
Its enormous bovine eyes looked at Deathstroke, at his gleaming weapon, and at the black cape billowing in the wind.
The cow cocked its head and laughed as it waited for Deathstroke's response.
"Heh, do you take me for a three-year-old? You think that level of rhetoric can disrupt my mind?" Su Ming smiled and shook his head. He looked down at the sea flowing back into the void, listening to the roar of the tsunami. "In Gotham, you wouldn't even make it in time to eat hot shit."
That was Su Ming's answer. A great man had once said that one should take the enemy seriously tactically while despising them strategically. Even if he remained vigilant inside, he had to appear unconcerned