Ace watched David Xiver's sons for the first time; he had seen their photos.

But even though he had to admit, the Xiver genes were very strong, and their facial features were also like David Xiver, Ace’s eyes stuck on the little boy who was staring straight through at him; the boy was a few months old, yet he looked like a second version of his father, just like his own son was the second version of him.

He looked too mature for his age, yet his eyes released a terrifying, cold aura. This aura