Dugu Chen nodded firmly, "Yes, as long as you have enough power to strike fear into the hearts of others, your mother and sister will be safer."
"Power? You mean like father, tall and strong?"
"This 'power' does not refer to how tall you are or how big you look, but to the extent of your influence!"
"Influence?" The young Qiqi, half understanding, turned to look at his sister, who animatedly described the interesting things they encountered along the way, her face shining with a sun-like smile, and as their mother tensed due to an exaggerated gesture from the sister, he suddenly laughed.
"Father, although I don't know what influence means, I will try my best to be a good Emperor, a good son, and a good brother."