Chapter 32 Comparison

Rong Huan couldn't help laughing when she heard Dick's funny voice. Jason pinched the child's face, and the soft touch satisfied him again.

It just so happened that Ah-Fu had prepared a midnight snack and asked everyone to eat, and the table was soon full.

Jason sat on the chair and snorted coldly. He wanted to take Rong Huan away immediately, but Dick and Tim carried him away one on each side.

Dick was in a good mood and humming a song while sitting next to Jason. He didn't try too hard, okay?

Red Hood is so heavy, who can keep him if he doesn't want to?

Rong Huan was taken by Bruce to sit on the highest chair, which was prepared by Afu.

The restaurant got new tables some time ago, and they were worried that the little girl might not be tall enough to sit there.

Damian is not much different in height from Rong Huan, only half a head taller than her.

Originally he was barely able to fall asleep, but for the sake of his boyish dignity he sat upright on the chair.

Jason Todd took the opportunity to mock Damian and said,

"Little guy, if you can't reach it, just tell me. You look like a goose with its neck sticking out, hahahahahaha."

Veins popped up on Damian's forehead.

"Stupid Todd, do you want to die? See you in the training room tonight!"

Jason didn't want to live here. He couldn't help but get angry when he saw Bruce.

Ah Fu was working on it while the iron was hot.

"Master Jason, if you stay here tonight, the master and the lady will be very happy."

Rong Huan heard that Jason and Bruce had a bad relationship. She decided to contribute to the harmony of the family, so she agreed with Ah Fu and used a trick.

"Jason, can you stay here tonight? I want to hear your voice when I wake up tomorrow."

What Jason Todd hates most is Rong Huan's coquettishness.

His own sister was in pain, he reached out helplessly to ruffle the child's hair.

"You just take advantage of the fact that I won't reject you."

Rong Huan achieved her goal and did not object, but just giggled.

No one had eaten dinner, so Ah-Fu prepared a rich midnight snack.

Considering that Rong Huan had just recovered from a fever, most of the food was light, but it still tasted great.

Rong Huan kept stuffing food into her mouth, her cheeks puffed up like a little squirrel storing food.

Dick and Bruce sat on either side of her, feeding her obsessively.

Damian has no resistance to cute and furry creatures.

He looked at Rong Huan and felt a little jealous, so he said to Bruce,

"Father, I want to feed her too."

Bruce paused, looking at his rebellious son with a headache.

Damian was the child he brought back from the Assassin's League.

Assassin's Creed is about ruling the world. After being beaten by Batman, the leader Talia al Ghul used science and technology to obtain his genes.

And combined with his own DNA to cultivate a baby, named Damian.

Damian had been trained in the Assassin's League until he was three years old, and had already formed the concept of treating human life as worthless.

It took Bruce a long time to straighten out his distorted personality.

However, it is difficult to change a personality that has been set. When Damian first became Robin, he could even consciously kill robbers.

If Batman hadn't stopped it, the consequences would have been disastrous.

So he was undoubtedly the one who cared the most about Damian. Bruce Wayne corrected Damian seriously.

"No, that's your sister, Damian."

The person Damian Wayne admires most in his life is his father, and his goal is to succeed Bruce as the next Batman.

Before this, he could only be treated differently if he defeated his opponent in a physical fight. He would not accept this weak sister.

"Why? She can't beat me, she should call me brother."

Tim swallowed the food in his mouth, picked up the coffee he always had with him and joined the conversation.

"Damian, Xiaorong is older than you, it's normal for you to call her sister."

Still refusing to call Damian the stronger one,

"If she can beat me, I will."

Rong Huan heard the three people's argument and looked up from her plate, curious.

"You are Damian, why do I have to beat you?"

"Because I will only look at people who are better than me, otherwise they are just trash."

Damian raised his head proudly.

Jason sneered.

"She doesn't need to do anything. I can beat you up for her."

Rong Huan suddenly came up with an idea. She pointed at her eyes and said dejectedly,

"I would like to compete with you, but I can't see. If you beat me, wouldn't that be an unfair victory?"

Damian, a fourth-grade elementary school student in the United States, was successfully entangled in the idioms of the flower growers.

He unknowingly walked into Rong Huan's text trap.

"Does that mean you can beat me? How is that possible? You look so weak!"

Rong Huan raised her index finger and shook it.

"Seeing is not necessarily believing. You can hit me now, but I will never admit that you are powerful..."

"Then how can I do that?"

The little boy who had walked into the trap interrupted anxiously.

Rong Huan was not annoyed and continued to speak.

"It's simple. Since it's unfair, I'll set the rules. This way you'll feel a sense of accomplishment when you win."

The others were trying not to laugh, but Tim was very interested.

He loved to see Damian suffer. Who made the kid pick fights with him every other day?

Damian didn't realize that he was being watched in a lively manner. He thought what Rong Huan said made sense, so he gladly accepted it and asked about the rules.

Rong Huan thought for a while and then said,

"It's very simple. You play Go with me, and whoever wins gets to speak."

Damian knew about the flower-growing family's Go, but had never played it before.

He didn't even know how many lines there were on a Go board. He responded with a sense of crisis.

"No, I can't do that."

Rong Huan continued to point at her eyes.

"But I can't see either. You won't lose out by playing Go."

Damian was skeptical, but after thinking it over, he finally agreed.

Soon, Ah Fu took out the chessboard and chess pieces from the collection room and placed them on the coffee table. (The almighty butler is always awesome!)

Rong Huan and Damian sat on either side, the former holding the white pieces and the latter holding the black pieces, while Bruce and the others sat on the sofa in the middle.

Since the little girl couldn't see, Jason told her where Damian would move his pieces.

The black piece makes the first move.

Damian used his mobile phone to temporarily review the rules of Go, and confidently placed the first piece in the middle.

Hearing Jason's words, Rong Huan smiled slightly.

Damian is simply a newborn bull who is not afraid of tigers. In Go, placing the first piece in the middle represents provocation. Isn't this just asking for a beating?

She instructed Jason to place the white pieces on the board, and as the number of pieces increased, Damian became increasingly tired.

He was a rookie to begin with, and it was not easy for him to survive until now.

But he refused to admit defeat and kept checking the chess records on his phone, trying to find a way to crack the game.

Rong Huan played the simplest "three three" move, which should be easy to solve.

But the simplest things often contain the most profound truths. Seeing that half of the chess pieces were in place, she began to attack.

In the first half, Rong Huan was just playing with Damian. When she got serious, Damian realized that Go was what the little girl was good at.

Rong Huan instructed Jason to make another move. This time the white piece was placed on the left side of the board. It seemed to have nothing to do with the previous moves, but it was forming a siege.