On the way back, Yin Fang held the holographic tape tightly in both hands, looking solemn as if he were holding his own child.
That right hand repeatedly rubbed over it, almost polishing the cover to a gloss.
Damn it...
Lucky I remembered the password.
Chu Guang felt his eyes burning and turned his face away like an old man with a mobile phone. However, just at that moment, Yin Fang suddenly looked at him intensely.
"If I bring this thing back, do you think the Academy might let me off the hook? You can have the box; I don't want anything."
Chu Guang rolled his eyes at him.
"Am I a sucker just because I treated you a bit nicely?"
Yin Fang's expression faltered.
Chu Guang easily stretched out his hand and effortlessly took the holographic tape from his embrace.
"You know? The fact that I didn't silence you already speaks volumes."
Looking at the young man whose face was turning pale, Chu Guang didn't scare him any further and patted him on the shoulder with a smile.