Jia Xiaoqian frowned. "How could there possibly be superpowers in this world?"
Mr. Jia smiled and nodded. "I think so too."
Puzzlement filled Xiaoqian's face. "Daddy, why did you ask that question then…"
Mr. Jia raised a finger and interrupted her before he continued to ask slowly, "Then... Do you think there's such a thing as lot in this world?"
"Lot?" Jia Xiaoqian frowned again. "Surely you mean luck, don't you?"
Mr. Jia shook his head. "No. Lot. Lot is different from luck. Luck only affects a person's recent luck, while lot is a distribution of fate allocated to a person to achieve great things. In other words, they were born to be served."
Jia Xiaoqian shook her head. "Isn't that just some superstition? How could there possibly be such a thing?"
Mr. Jia nodded again. "Actually, I don't believe it either."
Jia Xiaoqian was completely confused. "Daddy, what are you trying to say then?"