The black-haired man's smile disappeared when a sweet voice called out to him from behind.
"Ziner? Aren't you going to share it with me?"
He wore a nonchalant expression and turned around to look at the projection floating behind him.
"Tsk, I do all the hard work and you reap the benefits. Anyway, I will send you some when I am done with my experiments."
His voice turned grave for a few seconds.
"Lily, how many times did I tell you don't call out my name? Call me father or dad."
The projection showed a beautiful lady sitting lazily on a small bed. From the projection one could see the scenery around the lady was extremely ordinary. A simple room containing a square-shaped wardrobe, a single bed, and a study table with a chair.
Her long black hair was tied up in a ponytail and her eyes were arched up with a glint.
"Nope, Ziner is better because we both know very well if something happened to one of us the other will run away without looking back."
