"What did you say? Bo Zheyuan wants to see me?"
"Yes, Mr. Bo..."
Hearing the confirmation from the Detention Center staff member on the other end, Bo Yi raised an eyebrow with interest. "Did he say... why he wanted to see me?"
"Well..." the staff member replied, "no, he didn't."
"He only said he needed to speak to you. As for the specifics, he said he'd tell you once you arrived and he saw you..."
"Of course, whether you come is entirely up to you. I'm just passing along a message... You can take some time to consider it. If you're willing to see him, simply call this number again and let us know. We'll arrange a meeting."
"All right, I understand..." Bo Yi paused, glancing at Mitian, who was listening curiously beside him. Before the staff member could hang up, he gave a firm answer. "Then I'm sorry for the trouble, but please go ahead and schedule a visit for me..."
Before long, they had settled on a visiting time over the phone.
"Well?" As soon as Bo Yi hung up, Mitian leaned closer. "Why does that old bastard suddenly want to see you?"
Bo Yi shrugged. "Who knows?"
Still...
The corners of his mouth curled upward.
Who didn't enjoy kicking a man when he was down?
The Detention Center.
"This way, Mr. Bo..."
Bo Yi nodded and, with Mitian posing as his bodyguard, followed the staff member into a room.
Someone was already sitting behind the table inside.
The instant Bo Yi saw him, his eyebrows rose slightly in surprise. It had only been a few days, yet his "dear father" seemed like an entirely different person. His hair, previously only half gray, had turned gray all over. His once-upright frame was now somewhat hunched, whether because