Liu Li's eyes flickered. For some reason… it… sounded so impressive. He was used to watching a lot of movies with his son, and he was particularly biased toward the fantasy genre. This kind of ability seemed to be something he would see in them—and it wouldn't be depicted in a bad way either. However, that was film.
His reality was that his son would kill his own mind and let someone else take over.
The grave expression on his face grew graver. He could understand why a huge family like the Qiao family would want such a thing. Moreover, he had a feeling that not only the Qiaos would be after Liu Xiaodan soon. Most of them would be using the marriage cover to covet after his inherited power. Wait...