What? Teammate lives in Arkham Asylum?

Chapter 1020: Chu Deng Appears

"You're telling me you're Bruce's relative? A branch of the Wayne family?" Dick pointed at his own face, unable to smile. "Do you think I'd believe that?"

"Dick, the Wayne family does have many branches... For example, the Kane family is the largest one." Alfred explained in a low voice, "Over the past thousand years, it's normal for the Wayne family to have some branches that are unknown to each other."

"But the question is, which distant relative would look exactly like Bruce?!" Dick never let down his guard. "Who knows if it might be some kind of trick to get into Wayne Manor... plastic surgery or something."

"That method is too stupid. No one would use it under normal circumstances." Damian muttered softly.

Then he saw everyone's eyes turned to him.

"EMMMM, why are you all looking at me?"

Everyone else was surprised that a little kid would say such a thing.

Only Alfred had just noticed the child's appearance...

He looks exactly like Bruce Wayne as a child.

If only one adult resembles it by accident...

Then adding a child makes it seem even more realistic.

But no matter what, Bruce Wayne is still Batman. Alfred was not sure whether this distant relative who came to seek refuge would affect his plans, so after comforting everyone, he turned and walked out of the living room.

Then he dialed the dedicated line between him and Bruce Wayne.

"Master Bruce."

"Alfred, did something happen at the manor?"

"I think... maybe?"

"……What's the meaning?"

"If I told you that there's a man in Wayne Manor who looks exactly like you, would you be surprised?"

"At a time like this, nothing would shock me." Bruce Wayne hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but ask Alfred, "...Does he really look like me?"

"I repeat, it's exactly the same," Alfred sighed. "The only difference is that the other person's temperament is different from yours, and he's a bit younger."

"This is really... a coincidence."

"Should we take them in?"

"them?"

"A family of three, claiming to be a branch of the Wayne family. Based on my observations, it might be possible."

"Then let them stay... Just be careful not to let them get close to my study."

"Yes, Master Wayne."

……

Bruce Wayne hangs up on Alfred.

At this moment, he was standing on the tallest building in the metropolis, looking not far ahead.

That was the edge of the building's rooftop, but the man didn't care about the height at all.

After all... the other party is not much different from Superman in a sense.

"Lee…I just got a call from Alfred."

"Um, you need to tell me you're going to answer a phone call?" Li Chengfeng turned around with a bit of annoyance and sighed, "Although we are friends...but can you please not be so possessive and share too much? I don't really want to pry into your private space..."

"...A man who looks exactly like me appeared in my house."

"I thought it was something... What the hell!?"

"Sure enough... No wonder you have an inexplicable affinity for me, and when you had a choice of places to stay, you chose to come to Wayne Manor." Bruce Wayne's sharp gaze pierced through the bat mask and pierced straight into Li Chengfeng's eyes. "The person you are looking for is someone who looks exactly like me..."

"Alright, stop trying. You've already guessed everything, yet you're still playing this game... It's so tiring to talk to you." Li Chengfeng curled his lips. "That's right, what I'm looking for is the Bruce Wayne of my universe, the bat that belongs to my universe."

Hearing Li Chengfeng's exact answer, Bruce Wayne clenched his fists slightly, then immediately released them.

As a man of extreme rationality, he clearly felt the emotions that just flashed through his mind...

It's called jealousy.

He was jealous of the other Bruce Wayne, jealous that he had a friend like Li Chengfeng, a friend who could travel across countless universes just to bring him back.

"Your eyes... are a little dangerous." Li Chengfeng sat up from the edge of the building, patted the dust off his thighs, and then extended his hand to Bruce Wayne, "You have friends too... at least they think they are your friends."

"You mean Clark?"

"I'm referring to the Seven Giants of the Justice League," Li Chengfeng said seriously. "Although you may not think so, and even spare no effort to guard against all of them...but the facts prove that they have always cared about you as a friend, and you have always pushed them away from you...Don't really let Batman become the real you."

"You seem to be warning me... not to turn evil."

"Look, isn't this comprehension a little off? I'm just concerned about you."

Li Chengfeng had just finished speaking, and before the other party could reply, the surroundings were suddenly completely illuminated.

It's not the lights...

Rather, the many emotional spectra that exist within a part of the space are illuminated.

A strange humanoid creature with a transparent body and glowing colorful light appeared in mid-air.

He looked down at Li Chengfeng and Bruce Wayne.

"You are weak... Why did Lex Luthor specifically choose to capture you?"

"I'm a little curious, but Lex Luthor should be able to give me a reasonable explanation."

"And you...come with me."

Li Chengfeng did not answer, but just looked at this strange colorful humanoid creature with some emotion.

He thought that Lex Luthor might have some hidden tricks...

I didn't expect that Chudeng, this grandson, would actually go along with him.

However, there was no fear in Li Chengfeng's eyes, but instead they were full of scrutiny.

Lantern No. 1 can manipulate the seven colors of the emotional spectrum...

But it's still a bit weak.

As the former God of the Emotional Spectrum, he knew it best. Even without counting those messy lantern rings and the weird mechanics besides the black and white ones...

Even if one only masters the seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and violet, the upper limit should be more than the level shown by Hatsudeng.

And vaguely, through Chu Deng's body, he felt that something was attracting him and waving to him.

it seems that……

The emotional spectrum itself.

"Grandma's legs..."

"Don't tell me this is also part of the Jiang Mo plan?"