Luo Fei to Lear was not too different from Zhang Shan to Wang Zheng. The fatty had followed him from Zeus College. More accurately, he had come from high school. This was special to even the aloof Lear. Of course, outsiders would not understand this.
After their win, Fatty did not feel much. The most important thing was that he had fulfilled his mission. Boss was a great guy, except that he always gave him the heavy burdens. It would've been great if this matter had been passed onto broader shoulders.
… It seemed like his shoulders were quite broad, but they were all flesh.
"Boss, we won. Please don't leave the next round to me, I feel like the Mayans are pretty fierce…" Luo Fei saw that Lear was in a good mood.
Lear eyed Luo Fei, and gently patted his shoulder, then left without a word.
Luo Fei was good, really, but he had no ambition.
Fatty Luo was rooted to the spot, and his face was panicky… This did not seem like Boss' usual self…