Gao Guang's days were simple and regimented: he would do physical training in the morning, shooting practice in the afternoon, and an extra shooting session in the evening.
His relationship with Laura was the same—it definitely warmed up from the beginning, but the passion was limited. At least Gao Guang was certain he had no chance of falling in love with Laura over time. If there was any feeling, it was merely his firm decision to bring Laura under his command.
At most, they had cultivated some friendship. After all, having spent every day of the past month aimlessly together, they were quite familiar with each other—they should be considered friends, at least that was what Gao Guang thought.
As for anything else, sorry, there was nothing.