He'd already been favored by Bo Changquan, and now he had Fang Yu's backing as well. Within the Bo family, he could walk sideways wherever he pleased; there was no longer any threat to him.
Of course, he understood this in his heart—but the proper visits and gifts of thanks still had to be prepared.
"Someone, come."
Ignoring the few brothers and sisters who were a beat slow to react and still standing in place, he directly called in his trusted aide and had them go prepare rich gifts.
Only then did those brothers and sisters finally react. Their expressions shifted several times, and they all rushed out, clearly intending to catch up with Bo Li and the others, wanting to go curry favor with Fang Yu as well.
But Bo Fu, who sat steadied on the seat of victory, merely gave a contemptuous smile, utterly unconcerned about this competition between siblings.
He'd already rushed a thousand meters ahead—how was he supposed to lose this contest?
