"I'm surprised you know my identity, but I'm equally baffled as to what gave you such an absurd idea as 'I'd agree to your request.'"
Qin Wei found it funny. If he turned Star City upside down for a livestreaming device that could connect to the internet, how would he be any different from John Wick?
But that comparison wasn't quite apt. After all, John's dog had extraordinary significance, while he could get this livestreaming device once he returned to the upper level. It would merely cost him some extra travel time.
But Black Arrow's reply carried considerable weight too. "What if I told you I knew where Star City's tumor was hiding?"
Will frowned at those words.
He wanted to rush forward, grab the man by the throat, and tell him, "Stop fucking acting like Riddler. If you know something, spit it out." But considering how comic-book villains were always secretive when plotting something big, he patiently continued questioning him rather than spoil the atmosphere.
"So you can see that thing too?"
"I used to, but I can't anymore. As the corruption deepened, most humans even forgot it existed. Perhaps even my teacher, Ra's al Ghul, has forgotten why he came to the United States and what he was fighting for."
"So you're with the League of Assassins."
"A correction: I was, before Uriah's scythe severed both my arms."
Taking his last drag, Malcolm pinched out the cigarette butt with his fingertips and resumed the topic.
"I once heard my teacher say that several centuries ago, he sensed an extraordinarily evil power descending upon the Americas. With its arrival, the Lazarus Pit began boiling and evaporating.
"To protect the spring, my teacher spent an entire century preparing for a holy war.
"Our early days in Gotham might have been