And "Control"… that was a domain reserved for legends and Demons!
"T-two... two disciplines... of Control?"
Wang Ming stared at Qin Feng on the screen, utterly astonished.
Qin Dahai's mouth fell open, but he couldn't utter a single word.
He could only feel his heart pounding wildly in his chest.
An indescribable mix of ecstasy, pride, and even a sense of unfamiliarity instantly welled up in his eyes, blurring his vision.
A genius?
No, "genius" was no longer a word that could describe his son.
He was... a monster!
A Demon!
His talent was simply breathtaking!
There was no other way to put it.
After a long moment, Qin Dahai took a deep breath, wiped his face forcefully, and said with the utmost solemnity, "Good... Good! That's my son! Dad is so proud of you! Go fight with confidence. We... we'll be right here watching you! Watching you win that 'Qiming General Star'!"
His worries had vanished into thin air the moment he heard the word "Control."
