Bai Mo's backstory was almost unimaginable to Xu Feng. Every time he learned more about his new friend's childhood, he felt more in awe of the boy and the need to pamper Momo only grew.
His swift handling of usurpers and spies within his mansion happened in the blink of an eye, prioritizing the safety of his loyal people over the sad matters of his heart and the haunting loss of his parents.
Bai Mo hadn't let either side of his family, the distant Bais and Dengs, take over his father and dad's properties and wealth. From the age of 15 years old, he was already outsmarting old foxes.
Literal foxes.
The Bais and the Dengs, were both descendants of the fox bloodline.
In Xu Feng's eyes, Bai Mo embodied the spirit of a real fox, and under Xu Feng's attentive care, the boy appeared to mirror more and more of that cunning and flexibility.
"Master, Feng."
"Master Feng, the master is waiting inside."
