When Nolan mentioned Morgan's name, his eyes lit up, and there was even a hint of admiration in them.
Given Nolan's current strength, status, and position, there were only a handful of people in the world who could truly earn his respect.
And Morgan was undeniably one of them.
Not only did he admire Morgan's unparalleled brilliance, but he also deeply respected his courage—the willingness to sacrifice himself for righteousness and for the greater good.
This was a man of true wisdom and bravery.
And at that very moment, the name Morgan Blair became deeply etched in the hearts of Fang and the others.
Though they had never met the man, they already regarded him as someone truly worth knowing—someone worthy of deep admiration.
"If I ever get the chance to meet Mr. Blair, I will surely treat him to a drink, and we won't stop until we're completely drunk!" Fang said.
"That's right! Being able to seek guidance from Mr. Blair in person would be one of life's greatest honors!"
"What a great man Morgan is! Stepping into the game and stirring the tides of fate—brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!"
Even Scarlet, known for his rebellious nature and refusal to submit to anyone, had a rare glimmer in his eyes.
"Mr. Greene, should we lend Mr. Blair a hand? His plan might have succeeded for now, but sooner or later, his identity will be uncovered. When that happens, those clueless onlookers—who don't know the full truth—might turn against him."
Fang also quickly chimed in, "That's right, Mr. Greene! Someone like Mr. Blair shouldn't have to suffer injustice. We should help him!"
Seeing the eagerness in their expressions, Nolan gently shook his head.
Vernon walked up to the Duo of Doom and extended his hand for a handshake.
However, the two didn't seem to care much for his gesture. One of them said, "We won't be shaking hands. Our hands are meant for killing, not for making friends."
If it had been in the past, Vernon would have been furious, seeing this as blatant disrespect. But now, what he needed was precisely this kind of lethal presence.
"Good, good, good. May I know how I should address you?"
The Duo of Doom responded indifferently, "No need for names. We're busy. Once we're done here, we're leaving. Where's Harper? Her ranking is even higher than us. Don't tell me she couldn't handle this?"
Among Tiger Ranking experts, it wasn't uncommon for egos to clash. Especially for seasoned veterans like the Duo of Doom. They had long made their mark with their formidable strength, only to be surpassed by a young woman barely in her 20s. There was no way they could accept that.
Unaware of the underlying tensions, Vernon simply said, "Harper hasn't returned yet, and we haven't been able to reach her for now. But she should be here soon."
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