SLAP!
But Su Xuan's fingers were much faster than the Disciple of the Spirit-Taming Sect's knife, tapping directly on his forehead.
"Look into my eyes."
"Look into my eyes."
"I am your daddy!"
"I am your daddy!"
Su Xuan chanted at the man as if casting a spell, muttering under his breath.
The man's eyes gradually grew vacant, and the knife in his hand dropped. "Daddy!" he suddenly shouted.
Yes, Su Xuan had learned the Mind Control Technique. By the time Qi Qingshan finished reciting the incantation, Su Xuan had already mastered it. Controlling a disciple of the Spirit-Taming Sect was laughably easy. Besides, it wasn't a loss for the disciple to call Su Xuan daddy; after all, Su Xuan was a multibillionaire.
"Uh..." Su Xuan suddenly scratched his head. "Stop calling me Dad. Just call me Brother."
He wasn't married yet, so being called 'Dad' felt awkward.
"Brother," the disciple complied obediently.
"What's your name?"
"My name is Chen Erlei."
