Fortunately, Deathstroke's appearance gave Barry confidence. At least he was no longer hung up on the fact that he had married four women, because that had been a minor matter to begin with.
He still remembered the major issue Deathstroke had told him about last night: The Source lineage's relentless pressure on Earth, and the crisis that could descend at any moment.
Marriage had given him quite a sense of responsibility. Now he wanted to protect his home and his newlywed wives even better, so he was highly motivated.
The guest and the ladies of the house greeted each other. Su Ming pretended not to know Mina, and the woman was truly clever—she immediately played along, as though she were meeting this Otherworld Deathstroke for the first time and needed Barry to introduce them.
It perfectly matched the story of him having been missing for fourteen years.
Of course, The Source was not something these women could get involved in. After the two Arch-nemeses followed Barry around to tour the new house, greeted the women, and put the seahorse meat Deathstroke had brought into the refrigerator as another gift, the four of them headed up to the rooftop of the high-rise.
Yes, because Barry had bought the entire spacious top-floor apartment, the rooftop counted as bonus space. It included a helicopter landing pad and a small rooftop garden.
A helicopter definitely was not included, and Barry probably had no use for one anyway. But if the Bat-plane needed somewhere to park in the future, this would give it another option, wouldn't it?
The wind was strong atop the building, though thankfully it did not interfere with conversation. And according to the law of Infernal Affairs, whenever people needed to talk, they always had to go to the rooftop.
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