"Hi, Rachel. Long time no see. You look great." Stark greeted her as though they were old friends.
Rachel smiled mysteriously, as though she had caught him red-handed after he had gotten up to some mischief. But as she looked at him, she gave a soft cry of surprise.
"You seem younger? That doesn't make sense. You even dyed your hair to make it look grizzled. What are you trying to hide?"
Rachel found it strange. These days, everyone tried to make themselves look more mature, but this man was deliberately dressing himself up to look older.
Stark's expression stiffened. He had thought his disguise was quite good, yet she had seen through it at a glance. Super Vision was simply too unfair.
Excalibur had restored his youth. His true appearance now was roughly that of a thirty-year-old. If outsiders discovered it, it would be difficult for him to explain. For years, many people had said that he was a mortal who stood shoulder to shoulder with gods. If people discovered that he possessed considerable supernatural power, then the higher his reputation had been, the harder it would fall afterward.
He believed that a few well-intentioned disguises were necessary.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, they quickly got to the point.
Sharon Rogers had no personal connection with Stark. Having undergone her parents' strict training, she possessed Peggy Carter's dashing competence as a female agent and diplomat, as well as Steve Rogers's unwavering convictions and the Super Soldier Serum.
Compared with a protector or guardian, she was more like a soldier who measured herself by her own honor. Such character was rare and precious, but today, before the current Stark, it was far from wonderful.
"Mr. Tony Stark, acting on the orders of the United States Congress and the Department of