Seth's eyes went cold, his expression darkening.
What level of shamelessness was this?
How dared they feel entitled to his treasures?
'They are mine and mine alone. I'd like to see who'd force me to hand anything over.'
Henry and Helen could feel the dreadful change in the atmosphere, but they remained relatively unfazed.
Helen, already guessing what was going on in Seth's mind, spoke with concern.
"Younger brother, you asked me to give you advice. I am willing to, if you will listen."
Seth looked up at her, wearing a frown. He remained silent but listened nonetheless.
Helen's gaze flickered with apprehension as she spoke.
"The family isn't the same as when you left it. The moment the origin connected to the Earth, something unbelievable happened."
Helen paused, arranging her hair behind her ears. Her voice quivered as she continued.
Even Henry's expression was grim.
