Dad, Spare My Life!

Tony Stark, an American, somehow knew so many terms from Chinese wuxia novels. Either Wang Jin had been feeding him wuxia stories, or the guy had been secretly reading them himself.

Chen Mo rolled his eyes at Tony Stark. Too lazy to care where he had picked up all this nonsense, he simply raised a hand and waved. Tony Stark immediately floated into the air.

The excited Tony Stark was about to keep talking when he realized his feet had suddenly left the ground. His entire body floated in midair as though he were weightless. Although he could hover and fly in the Iron Man suit, this felt completely different!

People could fly on airplanes too, but could that possibly compare to flying with their own bodies?

As Tony Stark waved his arms and legs in search of balance, Chen Mo's voice sounded beside him.

"Before I enhance your telekinesis, I'll let you see what it can do."

"I've seen it, Dad. Hurry up and enhance me! Hahaha! With telekinesis, I'll be able to fly even without the suit!"

Chen Mo ignored the excited Tony Stark and moved him directly onto an experimental chair in the lab, then lowered the backrest flat.

"That's not what I meant. Lie still!"

Though puzzled, Tony Stark obediently lay back in the chair. Dr. Ethan followed Chen Mo over and watched curiously. He too was interested in what Chen Mo intended to do next.

Standing beside the chair, Chen Mo used his telekinesis to envelop Tony Stark's entire body.

Tony Stark's physical condition appeared clearly in Chen Mo's mind.

Aside from the palladium accumulated in his body, the rest of Tony Stark's body was fairly normal. But near his heart, among the numerous blood vessels of varying thickness and complex structure, there were not