Fein Morgan smiled and said, "Miss Catherine, since you know that the Morgan family is in the arms business, then you must also know that the way we choose an heir is different from other families!"
"As a family of arms dealers, creating a new type of weapon is the only way to compete for the position of Clan Leader!" Fein Morgan did not hide his ambition for the title of Clan Leader.
Catherine frowned slightly, as if she had understood the meaning behind Fein Morgan's words.
"You mean, you want to use this gene experiment..." Catherine's face began to darken.
Fein Morgan smiled faintly. "Miss Catherine, you are a smart woman. I believe you understand my intentions, don't you? In today's world, what kind of weapon could surpass the gene weapon in power? By developing the genetic rage potion, an ordinary person could unleash abilities comparable to an A-class master. I think this is something your Divine Gate should know better than I do!"
Catherine's heart sank. Sure enough, the reason he was targeting Divine Gate was that they had once used gene experiments to create a large number of Gene Warriors. Strictly speaking, Ling Feng was also the Mad Doctor's most perfect Gene Warrior!
"You want to mass-produce Gene Warriors using gene experiments?" Catherine's voice carried anger. "But do you know how many innocent lives would have to be sacrificed?"
"Hahaha!" Fein Morgan burst into laughter, thoroughly amused. "Miss Catherine, hearing that come out of your mouth somehow sounds irresistibly ironic!"
"What Divine Gate researches, I don't need to explain, do I?" Fein Morgan said, his laughter subsiding. "Under the guidance of the Mad Doctor, weren't your gene experiments utterly inhuman? Ah, right, I've heard the Mad Doctor even purchased a small island called Shura Island specifically for conducting those experiments, didn't he? Isn't it laughable that you're criticizing me now?"
Catherine clenched her fists tightly. In her mind, countless tragic images surfaced. She knew all too well that, like Ling Feng, her own hands were also drenched with the blood of countless innocents!
Under the Mad Doctor's leadership, Catherine had once turned a blind eye to agonized screams and desperate roars. But now, things were different. The Mad Doctor was dead. The dark clouds looming over Divine Gate had completely dispersed!
Deep in her heart, Catherine, like Ling Feng, abhorred the cruel gene experiments.
"Miss Catherine, I know the Mad Doctor is dead, but his research materials still exist, and Divine Gate's research team is still intact!" Fein Morgan said with a faint smile. "If you are willing to join me, Fein Morgan, and provide me with countless Gene Warriors, I can use the reputation of the Morgan family to guarantee that when I become Clan Leader, I will bring Divine Gate into the Morgan family. You could even become my wife, the most noble Lady of the Morgan family. What do you think?"
Fein Morgan's face carried a touch of arrogance. Although Divine Gate's strength was notable, it was, after all, a merely second-rate power. And since the death of the Mad Doctor, they had entirely abandoned research on Gene Warriors, leading to a steady decline in their capabilities—it couldn't even begin to compare with the thousand-year legacy of the Morgan family!
Besides, Fein Morgan was confident that no one could resist such an offer. Although Catherine's status was relatively low, considering her unparalleled beauty and her possession of the gene experiment materials, elevating her to the status of Lady of the Clan wasn't out of the question.
After hearing Fein Morgan's words, a trace of disdain flashed through Catherine's eyes. She truly couldn't understand how Fein Morgan could be deluded to such an extent. Did he really believe the Morgan family's name would make her grovel?
"I'm sorry, Mr. Fein Morgan," Catherine said lightly. "I don't think there's any possibility of cooperation between us."
"What do you mean?" Fein Morgan's expression darkened. "Has my elder brother gotten to you before me? That's impossible!"
Catherine said seriously, "Of course not. It's simply that we at Divine Gate have already destroyed all information regarding the gene experiments, and we will absolutely never conduct such research again. Moreover, Mr. Fein Morgan, I would advise you—gene experiments are inhuman and catastrophic; I hope you abandon this idea."
"What?" Fein Morgan looked at Catherine in disbelief. "You've destroyed all the information? How dare you do that?"
Fein Morgan was furious, while Catherine's "advice" sounded to him like absurd nonsense!
"Yes," Catherine said calmly. "We at Divine Gate will not touch gene experiments again. Therefore, there's no foundation for cooperation between us, Mr. Fein. With that, I'll take my leave now."
With that, Catherine turned to leave.
But at that moment, a bodyguard suddenly appeared in front of her, blocking her way.
"Mr. Fein Morgan, what is the meaning of this?" Catherine turned back, her face slightly grim. "Are you trying to imprison me?"
Fein Morgan stood, staring coldly at Catherine. "Imprison you? Don't worry, Catherine—I have no such interest! My only goal is the gene experiment materials from Divine Gate."
"I've already told you, we've destroyed them all!" Catherine said firmly.
Fein Morgan smirked. "Destroyed them all? Do you think I'm a child? The Mad Doctor's gene experiment materials are priceless—would you really destroy them so easily? What a joke! I don't know why you're refusing to cooperate with me, but when I set my sights on something, I'll do whatever it takes to get it!"
"What do you intend to do?" Catherine sneered. "Let me give you one last warning: don't do anything you'll regret. There are no remedies for regret in this world."
"I, Fein Morgan, have never regretted anything I've done," Fein Morgan said. "Since you won't cooperate, I'll have to treat you as a bargaining chip. I hear you now hold significant influence within Divine Gate. I'm sure your subordinates would gladly trade those materials for your safety, wouldn't they?"
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"This is my domain, Catherine," Fein Morgan sneered. "Even if I strip you bare right now, what can you possibly do to resist?"