"You rascal!"
Li Canghai chuckled, his tone laced with a hint of helplessness, though he wasn't angry. He found himself liking Ye Fei even more.
As he grew older, his ambition to dominate had gradually waned, replaced by a growing appreciation for the joys of family life.
However, his only daughter was rarely home, and the younger generation around him often acted like mice around a cat, which bored him. Ye Fei's carefree and even cheeky demeanor, however, was refreshing.
If possible, Li Canghai would have loved to keep this remarkable young man by his side.
But was that realistic?
Ye Fei's empire was no smaller than his, and his strength far surpassed Li Canghai's. How could someone like him become a mere subordinate?
With these thoughts in mind, Li Canghai glanced at Ye Fei again.
Though the young man seemed to be looking around like a wide-eyed tourist, there was an unmistakable air of calmness about him that was unusual for his age.
