Chapter 238 Chapter 238 [VIP]

After Megan finished her fight with the Joker, she undoubtedly received praise from her father. After all, the Joker wasn't shy about using words to achieve his goals, and what else did he need to coax his own children? He was also convinced that the child had made great progress.

He didn't hold back during the fight, just holding back a bit, but all his moves were deadly and could subdue the opponent. He saw that Megan handled it well, and she seemed flustered only because she was unfamiliar with his style and unused to fighting him. However, she tried her best to maintain her own rhythm, and she was not disrupted by him, nor did she lose her composure.

So the competition finally ended because Megan was exhausted. The child was tired and panting, but the clown was still calm. He took the sword from Megan's hand and put it aside, then put his hands on both sides of her shoulders, half pushing and half supporting her to walk. She couldn't rest at this time.

Megan felt that this training was even more tiring than Deathstroke's course. She couldn't help but get angry when she thought about it. After she recovered, she threw a set of baby bear punches at the Joker, but her hands and feet were weak now, so how could she have any strength at all?

The clown let her rage on. When Megan finished her work and exhausted herself, he bent down and lifted her chin, examining her carefully. After a long pause, he spoke slowly, "If you hadn't chosen swordsmanship and still couldn't protect yourself, I would have protected you."

There was a hidden meaning between his eyes as he pulled a terrifying smile, which showed that he had made a plan long ago. Megan responded by ignoring him and slamming her head down hard into his palm, then shook her head and broke free.

She went aside to stretch, and because she had exceeded the limit in terms of activity, she did an extra set. When it was time for a massage, the clown came over without her even saying a word.

As the Joker massaged her sore and slightly cramped calf, Megan tilted her head and said, "I know, but that's not it," not that.

There was no reason for her to want to learn swordsmanship. She just casually made a suggestion when she was questioned by Deathstroke that day, so this decision had nothing to do with whether the Joker would protect her. She never doubted it.

She wanted to learn swordsmanship not to protect herself or to hurt anyone. When she first started learning swordsmanship, she was not clear about her talent and potential, and had no idea what kind of results she would get. She never had such expectations, but she truly embraced what she liked.

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Maybe just like Jason always dragged her to try new games, Megan suddenly had an idea and came up with her own wishes. So, in the final analysis, what was she thinking?

“The world is so big.”

Megan sat in the spacious training room, raised her head high, and looked out from the only window on the wall. However, the window was not only narrow but also very high. The ceiling outside the window was cut by barbed wire, and almost half of the view was dim. But her eyes seemed to pass through the prison and see the wider world outside.

She couldn't quite articulate her feelings, and finally spoke softly, "But I was lucky. I found something I liked on my first try. Isn't that amazing?" She looked at the clown, trying to gain his approval. Her emerald green eyes sparkled under the indoor lights, and a smile gradually filled her eyes. Before she even asked, she already knew her father's answer.

The clown looked up at her, not understanding what the child was thinking, but nodded in agreement, "Yes, you are so outstanding that I am amazed."

Megan's previous unhappiness had long since dissipated after receiving his response.

When they got out of the training room and were on their way back to the Joker's cell, Two-Face finally saw them this time.

This notorious criminal didn't participate much in Megan's growth. Of course, there were reasons why he didn't like playing house with children, and there were also reasons why he lurked in the dark, carefully observing and deliberately controlling the distance. Even when Megan first came to Arkham Asylum, he was the first person to communicate with the child, but he was more sober and rational. He knew that this was the clown's toy. Even if others could use it to amuse themselves, her ownership would not change.

Two-Face also tried to target Megan, but his real target was undoubtedly the Joker. However, he failed. That failure taught him a lesson and made him patient and dormant, no longer acting rashly. He didn't know the extent of the Joker's control over Arkham, so it was difficult for him to attack him here. So what about outside Arkham?

They each have their own gangs, but who can get the support of so many scum and criminals like the Joker? As long as he shows up in Gotham, he can gain countless fans, which is something Two-Face can't do.

Two-Face greeted the Joker in a friendly manner, then looked at Megan, but he still spoke to the Joker, "Ever since you sent her out to school, it's really rare to see you bring her back, but, what are you doing?"

He looked at Megan scrutinizingly, of course seeing her messy hair and the limp limbs, he had long suspected that the Joker seemed to be raising her for fun but was actually training her. Otherwise, why would he arrange a clean identity for her and send her to a school outside? Especially recently, he heard that the Joker had opened a company for her?

Two-Face is a suspicious person. It is impossible for him not to suspect that all this is guided by the Joker. But what exactly does Two-Face want to do is something that Two-Face still hasn't figured out to this day. But how can he not be curious about the answer?

Before the Joker could speak, Megan met his gaze and suddenly became a little unhappy, "Harvey, you don't talk to me." She once again realized that many people in this prison did not respect her. She knew the reason, because they saw her because of her father, but she was just unhappy.

Harvey Dent pondered for a moment. He understood something from the clown's silence, so he squatted down and looked at Megan at eye level. He was willing to humble himself and did not think that this was surrender to the clown. However, it was not difficult to coax a child.

"I'm sorry, Megan. I thought you and I were estranged." Look how nice his words were. He apologized directly and clearly, without any vagueness or perfunctoryness.

Half of his cheek was injured by sulfuric acid, and the surface skin had long been carbonized. No new skin was transplanted to cover it later. His attending physician had suggested this treatment plan, but he had mental problems at the time and refused further treatment. The half of his face was exposed with flesh and blood, looking hideous, but the other half of his face was calm, and he even smiled slightly.

"I ignored you just now, but I have prepared a gift for you." He took out a small gift box from his lapel and showed it to Megan. "I originally wanted to give it as a gift to celebrate the opening of your company, but now I'll use it as an apology."

He was a bit mean, but he was also very good at pretending. Megan rarely got angry at people she didn't know well. Even if she had emotional fluctuations, they would quickly disappear. She looked at the box in Two-Face's hand and asked inexplicably, "Is it a coin?"

The Two-Face Man stared at her and nodded slowly, "Yes, a coin with the image of Ms. Gotham printed on both sides." And one side had already been scratched by him.

If it was something else, Megan wouldn't accept it, but she likes coins and collects them, but she only collects this one, so she took the gift box and said, "Well, then I accept your apology."

This child, still young and childish, spoke seriously. It seemed that she had let bygones be bygones and had a good attitude, so it should be easy to deal with. However, Two-Face looked at her more seriously. He raised his hand, and seeing that the Joker and Megan had no objections, he gently patted her shoulder and said, "Okay, Megan, can you tell me what you did?"

As a result, Megan turned her head away and said nothing again. The clown behind her said: "Well, I taught her a lesson."

His words were incoherent and seemed to be echoing some events from long ago, but the two-faced man could hear his perfunctory response. Seeing that neither the father nor the daughter answered him, he stood up and said goodbye.

After he left, Megan said to the Joker, "He's weird." But her father was also weird, which made her confused.

The clown didn't respond, but continued on his way back. Megan suddenly remembered something, and then she understood, "You are spreading rumors."

Last time it was Scarecrow who spread the rumor that her father beat her, and this time the Joker directly took it back.

But he didn't feel the slightest bit of guilt. He calmly asked, "Do you believe it? Do they believe it?"

Some people in Arkham believe it, and some don't.

For those who are not familiar with the relationship between Megan and the Joker, it is natural for the madman to teach Megan a lesson for any reason, or even for no reason. They don't believe that the Joker will be bound by any emotion, especially family affection, especially since they are not biological father and daughter. But for Megan's friends, this rumor is pure nonsense.

Megan could only stay in Arkham Asylum for a few days. She only took two days off from school and had to go back to class as soon as the time was up. When she explored this familiar place, she found that many people were gone.

Killer Croc is not here, Scarecrow is nowhere to be found, Bane is back, Poison Ivy is also here, and there is also the Riddler...

Megan was full of energy, or perhaps she had gotten used to the soreness of her body after training. She ran out on her own within an hour of returning to the Joker's cell and went to the greenhouse to look for Poison Ivy. However, she hadn't been back for a while, so she noticed that there were obvious signs of repairs in a corner of the greenhouse.

As soon as the child ran over, the plants noticed her arrival, and Poison Ivy also sensed it accordingly. Her figure was blocked by layers of dense plants, but when she turned around and looked, all the plants had made way for her to pass through without any obstruction. However, Poison Ivy did not move forward, but stood there with her arms open to Megan.

Megan saw the plants give way, and when the red-haired woman was revealed, she smiled happily and ran towards her.

Megan loves hugs and skin-to-skin contact. Poison Ivy bent down and kissed her cheek, causing the child to act coquettishly again.

"Aren't you going to school, Megan?" she asked gently.

Megan arched her eyebrows and said, "I took a leave of absence and came to bring you a toy!"

The author has something to say:

I've been updating lately because the Lunar New Year is coming up soon. I have a feeling that a lot of things are going to happen. Even though they haven't come yet, I'm already starting to feel irritated and anxious...

If I can finish writing the update sooner one day, I will go and boil some Chinese medicine, hoping it will provide some relief.