And the attitude he displayed before others—its restraint and weight—landed precisely on the points Lin Chen valued most: never overstepping, never withholding, never dragging things out.
Seeing this, Lin Chen made up his mind: he would plant hidden lines among the great families of Western Liang City, and the Wang Family had to be the first breakthrough.
With his decision made, he spoke bluntly:
"There's something I need you to make a trip for."
Hearing this, Wang Bo nodded without the slightest hesitation.
To him, Lin Chen had been aid in the snow, and the man who had changed his fate. With that debt weighing on him, no matter how difficult the task, he had to grit his teeth and bear it.
He raised his eyes to meet Lin Chen's directly, his tone crisp and decisive:
"Just give the order, Young Master Lin! So long as I, Wang Bo, can do it, even mountains of blades and seas of fire won't make me furrow my brow!"
Lin Chen nodded faintly, then changed the subject:
"I want to place a few pairs of eyes within your Wang Family."
"This is something only you can do—you can't exactly visit the Lin Family every day, and I don't have the time to keep watch at every moment."
"There are certain crucial points I can't teach you hand by hand. But for you, these people will be not only eyes and ears, but arms and strength as well."
"The day they gain a firm foothold, every movement above and below in the Wang Family will be clearer to you than to anyone else; who is tripping you up and who is waving the banner in support, you'll understand better than anyone."
Wang Bo's eyes lit up, and he understood at once.
He might not