Summary: The male protagonist is always wrong

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The sky was overcast and rainy, and Yin Li was alone in a foreign world again.

Oh no, it’s one person and one cat.

He held Bruce tightly in his arms.

He looked around and decided they had to find a place to stay first.

Yin Li pressed Bruce's head into her arms and carried the cat into the alley.

He is going fishing.

It wasn't long before a fish took the bait.

Yin Li knocked him unconscious and took the money from him.

Looking at the wrinkled and dirty five dollars in his hand, Yin Li was speechless.

“That’s not good.”

Along with the sound came Clark's figure falling, and as he fell, the red cloak behind him was stained with the sewage in the Gotham alleys.

Yin Li looked at Clark, then looked at the money in his hand, and stuffed it back into the robber's pocket.

Yin Li looked at Clark, "I just called you."

Clark looked at him softly, "I just got here. I swear I came to you first thing in the morning."

"Apart from us, is there anyone else coming here?"

"There's no one else but us," Clark said. "You're too close to the battlefield. You should stay away."

"I admit that I am a little arrogant, please stop scolding me."

"I'm not scolding you, I'm just worried about you." Clark sighed, "You did a good job. If it weren't for you, the explosion would have involved more people."

Yin Li said in a long tone, "So, thank you for the compliment?"

You did very well.

Is Clark his superior or his elder?

Bruce licked his paw and listened to the two flirting.

He half-closed his eyes and observed the street.

The alleys of Gotham are still dark and damp, and the bright sunshine can never illuminate them.

"Sorry, that's not what I meant." Clark apologized.

"What do you mean? I didn't say anything."

Clark was well aware of Yin Li's evil intentions.

So he didn't discuss this topic with Yin Li.

Clark said, "I've contacted someone reliable. Let's get out of here."

He held out his hand to Yin Li, "May I?"

Yin Li put her hand on him and answered him with action.

Clark let him sit in the crook of his arms as he flew towards Wayne Manor.

The two landed outside Wayne Manor.

In a strange place, Clark chose to seek help from Batman instead of himself in this world.

Clark trusts Batman.

Clark looked at Wayne Manor in front of him and put Yin Li down from his arms.

Clark explained to Yin Li, "Wayne sponsored the Justice League. He can contact Batman and they can help."

Yin Li nodded, he understood.

Alfred in the manor had already seen the person outside the door, and he opened the door.

The old butler stood by the door.

When Bruce saw the person coming, he poked his head out of Yin Li's arms.

Raindrops hit his face, and Bruce was stunned for a moment. Then he wiped his face with his claws and stared at Alfred stubbornly.

He hadn't seen Alfred in a long time.

During those days in the basement of Arkham, he missed Wayne Manor countless times and missed the kind old butler countless times.

In those dark and gloomy times of torture and pain, it was his faith and memories of the past that supported him.

But later, his faith was worn down and Batman failed him.

The memories gradually faded, and even Ah Fu's face was no longer clear.

Those things could no longer support him and he was about to collapse.

When he regained consciousness, the first thing he saw was Yin Li's face.

"Meow~"

He stretched himself out to reach Alfred.

Yin Li felt a little strange.

Bruce wasn't that affectionate, but now he was being uncharacteristically affectionate with Alfred.

Yin Li let go of Bruce and let him jump towards the old butler.

Alfred caught Bruce and looked at the kitten in his arms.

He loved this blue-eyed kitten very much.

Bruce purred comfortably in his arms.

Alfred complimented, "Welcome to Wayne Manor, I'm Alfred. This is such a cute little kitty."

Yin Li introduced, "Hello, I'm Qin Yin Li."

Clark nodded at Alfred.

"The master hasn't come back yet, please come in first." Alfred stepped aside.

"By the way, what's his name?" Ah Fu looked at the kitten in his arms.

Yin Li replied, "Bruce, his name is Bruce."

Ah Fu smiled and said, "It's a nice name."

He put down Bruce.

Bruce landed on the ground, where he stayed for a moment.

How familiar everything about Wayne Manor was to him.

He took a step forward and observed it inch by inch.

It was exactly like the Wayne Manor he remembered.

Alfred continued to care for the estate for decades.

Bruce walked faster and faster, more and more eagerly, he couldn't wait to see more familiar places.

Seeing him running around the room and even trying to go upstairs, Yin Li apologized to Alfred, "Sorry, he's a little naughty."

Alfred, however, was quite indulgent of Bruce's behavior, "Oh, he's just a kitten after all, let him be. I don't think the Master will mind."

Chapter 164 Clark Kent 20

There were footsteps on the stairs.

Bruce looked up when he heard the sound.

Standing at the stairs was a young boy, not very old, about 14 years old, with a slender figure, but one could tell from his muscles that he had received training.

Bruce arched his back, his blue eyes fixed on him warily, his muscles tensed, ready to strike at any moment.

Feeling the cat's aggressiveness, Tim took a step back and was secretly on guard.

A man and a cat faced off.

Bruce glanced at him and ran back to Yin Li.

He suddenly felt bored.

He actually has no grudge against the third generation Robin.

Yin Li picked up Bruce.

Feeling his frustration, Yin Li touched him and soothed him.

Ah Fu had already quietly left to prepare tea and snacks.

Clark glanced at Bruce, then looked at the boy standing at the stairs.

Clark said, "Hello, Tim."

Tim said, "Welcome."