"Are you sure your father is named Li Boyang?" Li Xiu looked at Li Ming'Er and asked with a peculiar expression.
"I think so. I heard it accidentally earlier—they refused to tell me." Li Ming'Er said.
Li Xiu looked at Li Ming'Er with a complex expression, having only recently learned the name Li Boyang from Jiang Linglan, and was sure it was indeed the president himself.
Unless it's a case of identical names, Li Ming'Er might very well be the president's daughter.
"Can humans and magical beings have offspring?" Li Xiu wondered silently.
For anyone else, Li Xiu would think it unlikely, the chance of identical names being high.
But when it comes to the president, Li Xiu couldn't be certain.
He remembered when the president took him to see those human skin collections in Red Sand City; at that time, Li Xiu felt the president was not like an ordinary person.
