In the room, another person with a blue hood hiding his face sat with a restrained and shy posture, holding a cup of hot coffee. He seemed a bit embarrassed about intruding someone else's house and repeatedly apologized to the butler, Alfred.

"Who is the other person? Someone with special abilities like him?"

Doubts arose in Batman's mind as he quietly returned to his own room and changed into his regular clothes before appearing at the entrance of the second-floor reception room.

After witnessing the destructive power emitted by David's energy and the damage caused by a single punch, Batman no longer believed that David had any technological tricks up his sleeve. If technology had reached this level, Wayne Enterprises would have been out of business long ago.

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Entering the room, Alfred nodded at Bruce, who was about to speak but hesitated, wanting to confirm if the other person had truly recognized his identity.

"You're too slow."

David frowned and stood up, having already noticed Batman's eavesdropping outside the window but chose not to expose him. After all, he had already intruded into the other person's house, and it would be impolite to pull him in from the window.

"Mr. Bruce Wayne, can you tell me where the Lazarus Pit is?"

"What Lazarus Pit?"

Bruce furrowed his brows, as he had never heard of this name before.

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