He bore a passing resemblance to Alvin Morgan. Apart from their similarly shaped eyes, they didn't look much alike, especially their gazes, which were worlds apart.
Alvin Morgan's gaze was cool and reserved, but this man's eyes looked as if they had weathered countless storms, indifferent to life and death.
Aurora Sinclair's eyes flew open. She slowly retracted her dagger and took several steps back.
"Brother, what are you doing here?" Alvin Morgan's voice was filled with suppressed rage, like magma churning beneath a dormant volcano, ready to erupt at any moment.
Eugene Morgan clutched his chest, straightened up, and smiled. "I'm now the personal bodyguard for an A-level researcher."
"Why is your Combat Power so high?"
"Drugs, of course. How else could someone with the Morgans' natural Constitution level up so quickly?" Eugene Morgan said, looking at him mockingly.
Aurora Sinclair glanced at Alvin Morgan with concern.
His fists were clenched tightly at his sides.
