Bu Luan's cold laughter carried over, drawing the attention of many nearby onlookers.
"Isn't that Steward Bu Luan? He's a favorite at the Bu Clan head's side. I didn't expect him to return so early this time."
"I heard Steward Bu Luan now controls the Bu Clan's business in the Blood Sea Great Region. That place produces blood jade, and he has nearly monopolized all of it."
"Exactly. Steward Bu Luan is now one of the few people in the Bu Clan who controls the greatest wealth. His fortune can at least rank in the top ten, more than that of an ordinary second-tier cultivation force."
The moment everyone saw Bu Luan, they began discussing him. Several people hoping to build connections immediately hurried over to pay their respects respectfully.
As the saying went, money could make the devil turn millstones. Having reached Bu Luan's position, wealth was nothing more than a number to him. A mere trickle from his hands was enough to let those below earn a fortune, so there were countless people wanting to curry favor with him. Under normal circumstances, however, people had no way of getting close to Bu Luan. No one had expected him to appear at this gathering of the Bu Clan's external stewards.
Yet amid everyone's flattery toward Bu Luan, quite a few people also recognized Bu Zhi nearby.
After all, Bu Zhi had once been a prominent figure in Immortal City. There were still people who remembered him.
"Eh, isn't that Bu Zhi? Has he fallen this far now?" Someone sized up Bu Zhi's attire. It might have looked luxurious in the eyes of ordinary people, but within the Bu Clan, a family rich enough to rival a nation, it could only be described as shabby.
Indeed, Bu Zhi was