My Marvel Superman Girlfriend.

Just one sentence not only made me feel much better, but also relieved my tension.

While praising her, Gwen also thought of something else.

So, was Miss Diana the same as herself?

Because he had spent more time with Xinian than others, he didn't care whether it was a few days, or even a few weeks or months.

I kept that burning passion hidden in my heart.

If it were me, I probably wouldn't have been able to stand it anymore!

Gwen held the warm coffee in both hands, took a small sip, and felt a slight bitterness on her lips, followed by a faint sweetness.

Diana spoke up: "Actually, the reason I asked you out today is because there's something I want to ask you."

"What is it?" Gwen blinked.

"You and Xinian..."

Diana replied calmly and naturally, "Haven't you done it?"

Chapter 246, The Justice League's Invitation!

Gotham, Wayne Manor.

The second floor of the mansion is a dining area that has not been used to entertain guests for a long time since the previous generation of Wayne patriarch passed away.

The interior and decor here are retro and magnificent, and it looks spotless with no odor, obviously because it is carefully maintained by servants every day.

There was a soft carpet of excellent quality on the floor, and a long table covered with a tablecloth was full of delicious food. One person sat at the head of the table, while a young boy and girl sat side by side at the guest table.

"Is it alright?" the gentleman with graying temples asked gently as he cut his steak with a knife and fork.

"If this isn't possible, then I doubt we'll find a suitable place to eat in downtown Gotham."

The black-haired boy smiled. He wasn't used to dining in such formal settings, but when he actually sat in the luxurious chair, he didn't seem reserved at all. Instead, he said familiarly, "Mr. Bruce, you're not quite what I imagined."

“What’s different?” Wayne Bruce asked, somewhat surprised.

hope Nian said with a hint of teasing, "Rumor has it that Mr. Bruce is a playboy who spends all his time indulging in pleasure, changing models and beauties every day, and once even chartering a popular girl group to go on vacation overseas. He is extremely proud, arrogant, and has an overwhelming sense of superiority."

"Ah, this..."

Bruce felt like his dark past had been unearthed.

It had been a long time since anyone had dared to speak to him like that, especially now that it was a young man who had just come of age, his friend's child.

The old butler, Afu, who was standing behind, chuckled to himself upon hearing this, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"That was just a smokescreen. You should know my identity from Diana."

Bruce shrugged and said, "A superhero always needs a suitable ordinary person identity. A playboy, arrogant and disdainful of others, is exactly the kind of image that the outside world wants to see—a family heir who has inherited billions of dollars."

"and……"

Bruce paused, then stopped speaking.

To say that one has absolutely no sense of superiority would be too pretentious.

At least in my younger days, I did have a sense of superiority that no one in Gotham City could match.

If a nobleman is born with a silver spoon in his mouth, then he is born with an entire treasury in his mouth.

of course.

A sense of superiority isn't entirely a bad thing; after all, it was one of the key factors that led Wayne Bruce to become Batman and want to defend the city and the world.

This long-held sense of superiority suffered its first setback recently.

Wayne Bruce looked up at the black-haired boy sitting not far away.

He appears to be just a handsome, sunny, and very ordinary young man, but only those who get to know him will know the truth.

The other person lost both parents earlier than him, was born an orphan, and came into this world with nothing.

However, a blessing more valuable than an entire treasury descended upon the other party.

“Miss Diana, how have you been lately?” Bruce asked.

Thank you for your concern.

hope Nian smiled and said, "My aunt is doing very well lately. She can eat, sleep, and run around."

This description made Kara, who was standing next to her, burst out laughing.

“That’s true, after all, they are gods…” Bruce nodded.

"Mr. Bruce, you said that Xinian's aunt is a deity?" Kara suddenly asked in surprise.

“That’s right, Miss Diana is Wonder Woman, a descendant of the ancient Greek gods, and one of the early founding members of our Justice League,” Bruce said.

“I thought you already knew,” Xinian said to Kara.

"How would I know if you don't tell me?" Kara gave a soft hum, not out of anger, but just in a coquettish tone.

However, Supergirl's coquettishness is something only boys can do.

This is the root of Bruce's sense of superiority and frustration.

My key business partner suddenly quit to stay home and take care of his child, who is already an adult!

Few things would hold a grudge against Bruce, but unfortunately, this is one of them!

However, if it were a teenager today, Bruce could vaguely understand.

"Shinian Prince".

Wayne Bruce put down his knife and fork, stared directly at Xinian, and asked without hesitation, "Interested in joining the Justice League?"

"Huh?" Xinian was taken aback; this was too sudden.

Not only him, but also Kara and Butler Afu on the field were stunned.

The dining area fell silent for a few seconds.

“Mr. Bruce, what are you saying? Xinian is just an ordinary person,” Kara broke the silence first.

“Who says ordinary people can’t become superheroes? I’m an ordinary person too.” Bruce’s gaze never left Xi Nian as he said in a deep voice, “If you join us, I can provide you with the most advanced suits.”

Butler Afu squinted his eyes, deep in thought.

Is Bruce Wayne trying to groom a second Batman? But it doesn't quite seem like it...

hope Nian, however, knew the reason for Batman's obsession.

Perhaps.

The other party already knows some of my identity patterns.

For example, the super-god transformation and trinity mode that appeared before the opponent last time can be associated with the early days when Wayne Enterprises used its resources to deal with the aftermath of the first time he transformed into a demigod.

Regardless of the reason, Batman is aware of his own abilities to some extent.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Bruce."

hope Nian shook his head and said, "I really don't have the ambition or awareness to be a superhero."

"Is that so? What a pity."

Wayne Bruce sighed. After Xinian refused, he was neither angry nor persistent in trying to persuade him; he was simply filled with regret.

His gaze quickly hardened, and he said in a deep voice:

"It's okay if you don't join the Justice League... But you know, when the world needs you, even if you don't want to stand up, you'll still reach out to hold up the collapsing sky."

hope Nian's eyes flickered.

Bruce continued, "From now on, I will send you all the intelligence and information about the Justice League. As for whether you want to do it and how you want to do it, that's up to you! At least the Justice League will do it, as the eternal vanguard, whether they can actually do it is another matter!"

A strange light appeared in hope Nian's eyes, and his evaluation and perception of Batman improved considerably.

His words left her with no choice but to accept them.

After all, Batman only provided intelligence; he didn't actually recruit him into the League.

Making this decision required considerable courage.

What made the other party make this decision? Was it based on the temporary strength they had previously demonstrated?

hope Nian was pondering.

……

Wayne Bruce harbors a secret.

In the last battle against Steppenwolf.

Bruce Wayne, disguised as Batman, joins the Justice League as Superman is resurrected on the Kryptonite spaceship.

He 'saw' it.

Some images that left a deep impression on me and that I often have nightmares about.

Furthermore, he clearly saw that a second Flash appeared on the scene!

that time.

The second Flash said.

hope Nian is key.

Shinn Prince is the most important key!

Chapter 247, The Invisible Existence, the Magician

Weekend night.

Gotham, second floor of a five-star hotel.

Beneath the dazzling, luxurious glass chandeliers, on the floor covered with a red carpet.

The hotel lobby is opulent and grand.

The instrumental music flowed smoothly and silkily like spring water in the room. It wasn't the broken sound quality of a machine playback, but rather a live performance by a whole professional orchestra, with musicians in tuxedos playing the small instruments.