The aliens who were picked up by Superman at the beginning

Li Zhen looked at the smiling Dick Grayson in front of her, and unconsciously rubbed the golden apple in her pocket with her left hand, which was in her pocket.

The cool touch reminded him that his primary goal was indeed to find a magician who could help him.

The city's neon lights blurred into mottled patches in the puddles, and every corner of the city exuded a restless energy that harbored filth and grime.

Gotham City is indeed not a place that an outsider like him can easily figure out.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Grayson."

Li Zhen maintained a perfectly polite tone.

Knowing how to leverage the strength of others is an efficient strategy for achieving goals.

Especially since the other party is one of Batman's most trusted confidants, and a native of Gotham, a "local bigwig".

Dick waved his hand, hung his motorcycle helmet on the handlebars, leaned against the motorcycle, and smiled.

"Just call me Dick. 'Mr. Grayson' sounds too formal. Since Batman asked me to help you, just tell me the information. There are very few places in Gotham that I don't know, not even the darkest alleys and the most obscure corners."

Li Zhen nodded and slowly began to describe the brief information Batman had given her.

Dick raised an eyebrow slightly when he heard the words "the grey-robed man," and then, after Li Zhen added some details, he showed an expression of understanding.

He tapped the motorcycle seat with his fingertips.

"I know her; she really is an outlier in Gotham."

He looked up at Li Zhen, his tone tinged with amusement.

"Batman has been watching her for almost a year, but he hasn't even managed to get a single clear picture of her face."

"You know, even someone like Catwoman, who can slip around the Batcave entrance and get away unscathed, is easy for Batman to track down. But this grey-robed man seems to have completely blended into the shadows of Gotham, his whereabouts are incredibly mysterious."

After a pause, Dick's tone softened, and his gaze swept over the beggar huddled beside a trash can on the street corner.

"But I don't think there's anything worth keeping an eye on about this girl."

"Gotham is like a stinking cesspool, full of thugs who burn, kill, and loot. She only stole some bread and milk to fill her stomach and even shared the food with the starving homeless..."

These words are frank, lacking the extreme vigilance and desire for control of Batman, but revealing a certain roguish clarity.

Li Zhen could sense the empathy in Dick's words.

"I'm not looking for her for anything else. I'm currently in a lot of trouble, and she might be able to help me."

"I see. Then don't worry, leave it to me."

Dick patted his chest, his eyes sharpening, his previous cheerfulness fading, replaced by Nightwing's unique competence.

"Since she often helps beggars, she must be inseparable from the slums of the old city."

"Gotham's homeless people all have their own small circles, so we can start from there. However, she only appears at night, so we need to be prepared to stake out her."

For the next three days, the Gotham nights provided the two with the best cover.

Dick led Li Zhen through the dark alleys and rooftops of the old city, using his connections built up at the bottom of society to extract the gray-robed man's latest whereabouts from an old homeless man.

She usually appears around midnight, preferring to hang out near bakeries and supermarkets, and disappears into the depths of alleys immediately after succeeding in her target.

Of course, she would also leave half a loaf of bread for the old beggar who was waiting on the street corner.

On the first day of their stakeout, the two waited on the roof of the bakery until dawn, only to see a few rats scurrying about and the distant roar of police sirens.

The next day, they changed their hideout and hid behind a shelf next to the supermarket, but they only saw a suspicious thief, who was quickly subdued by Dick and dumped at the entrance of the Gotham Police Department.

Late on the third night, just after midnight, a faint ripple drifted over on the wind in Gotham.

Perhaps because she had been in contact with top-tier magic users like the Goddess of Conflict and the Doctor of Fate these past few days, Li Zhen's body had somehow memorized the unique fluctuations of magic.

"It must be her."

The Vitrum people's keen senses allowed Li Zhen to immediately pinpoint the source of the fluctuation.

At the alley entrance not far away, a slender figure in a gray robe was tiptoeing and climbing out of the broken window of the supermarket.

Holding a few simply packaged bags of biscuits and milk in her arms, she moved as lightly as a feather.

"Stay calm, take it slow."

Dick lowered his voice and gestured to Li Zhen not to make any rash moves, while he quietly crept to the other side of the alley entrance, trying to form an encirclement.

His movements were fluid and efficient, clearly those of a seasoned veteran who had spent years operating in the shadows.

Even when performing several complex gymnastic movements to avoid obstacles, they did not make a sound.

But the gray-robed man seemed to sense something was wrong, his body suddenly stopped, and he instinctively hugged the food in his arms tighter.

She didn't turn around; a faint purple magical aura instantly enveloped her, and complex runes began to appear on the ground beneath her feet, clearly indicating that she was preparing to use magic to escape.

"Don't let her get away!"

Dick gave a low shout, his body suddenly accelerating as he lunged towards the gray-robed man.

But he was a step too slow. The moment the purple aura surged, the gray-robed man's figure had already become transparent.

Dick fell flat on his face, spat, and got up from the ground.

"Magical teleportation! Now I know why even Batman couldn't handle it."

Li Zhen stood up abruptly, her eyes slightly narrowed, as if sensing the air.

"No, this is not teleportation."

The next second, Li Zhen suddenly turned around and locked onto a direction in the darkness.

"Even with invisibility and short-range teleportation, I can still sense her location!"

He abruptly abandoned the bewildered Dick, his energy erupting instantly, his figure transforming into a blurry afterimage, the sonic boom echoing through the alley.

His speed far exceeded Dick's expectations, and in the blink of an eye he caught up with the gray-robed man who had already disappeared hundreds of meters into the darkness.

Dick's mouth dropped open. He knew that the Witrum people had superpowers; it was mentioned in Batman's files.

Firstly, Li Zhen hadn't shown any strength in front of him for the past three days, and secondly, Dick never expected Li Zhen to be this strong.

Feeling the belated gust of wind hitting his face, Dick muttered to himself.

"Is Witrum some distant relative of Krypton?"

Dick watched Li Zhen's figure grow smaller and smaller as it got further and further away, and helplessly took two steps to catch up.

But after two steps, he simultaneously lost sight of both the gray-robed man and Li Zhen.

"Superpowers—that's so boring."

In the darkness, Li Zhen, who had caught up quickly, reached out and precisely grabbed the hem of the gray-robed man's clothes with her fingertips.

The fabric was rough and damp with the night's dew, but the moment he touched it, a strong magical backlash came from his fingertips. The strange, unprecedented stinging pain made him subconsciously use a little more force.

The gray-robed man's jump was interrupted by the tug, and as he staggered, most of his gray robe's hood was torn off.

The moment the fabric slipped off, Li Zhen recognized who the little girl was.

Unlike Dick, this guy... is all too familiar.

Her short, silver-blue hair clung to her cheeks, and her skin was so pale it was almost transparent, with a hint of dark purple.

There is also a red diamond-shaped gemstone embellishment between her eyebrows.

Raven.

At this moment, she was struggling to survive alone in the darkness of Gotham, barely making ends meet with stolen food and helping those who were homeless like her.

But the moment Raven saw Li Zhen clearly, his previously calm gaze suddenly turned sharp, his pupils surging with intense anger and vigilance, and his voice carried the crispness of a young man and a cold resistance.

"You minions of the Three Palaces Demon! How dare you chase me all the way to the human realm!"

Li Zhen was taken aback, a blank look on her face.

Who is the Three Palace Demon again?