"Hey! Thomas, do you know Dr. Daniel Reed?"
The question out of nowhere startled Thomas, but he was not the one dictating the fight at the moment, so he had plenty of time and energy to consider and answer it.
After all, unlike Thomas Wayne, Bruce was someone Thomas could not afford to underestimate.
"Yes, of course. It's just a false identity of mine. In fact, that's the identity you used to find me, am I right?"
"Right-but have you ever considered-that this person actually exists?"
"Is that pathetic lie supposed to buy you time?"
Thomas's disdainful retort essentially confirmed Qin Wei's suspicion. This Thomas was most likely a clone as well. After all, the members of the Court of Owls were cautious and valued their lives. Why would they enter the fray themselves and put their own lives in danger?
But just as he sorted out his thoughts, Thomas suddenly broke through his guard with a leaping knee strike, immediately followed by a downward elbow that slammed hard into his chest.
Qin Wei took the blow squarely. The sound of his ribs breaking traveled through his bones to his brain, and almost simultaneously, a searing pain burned through his chest. Half his body instantly went numb, his breathing quickened, and he began to grow dizzy and sweat.
As his bodily functions flashed red one after another, Qin Wei knew his chances of surviving the day were slim.
But Thomas was in no hurry to end this game. For a wretch who had spent years living in Bruce Wayne's shadow, he had to savor this long-awaited victory.
"Bruce, you really are cautious and cunning. You evacuated immediately after your base was exposed. A good idea, but you've seriously underestimated the Court's methods."
"The reason we haven't moved against you is