Fu Yanhe watched the USB drive in her hand with neither sadness nor joy.
A few seconds passed before he finally opened his mouth in a hoarse voice, "Hand it over."
The young woman's eyes brightened, and she looked at him cautiously for a moment before stepping forward and placing the USB drive by the bed.
Her eyes shone as she looked at him, just about to speak again, but she was met with a warning glance from Fu Yanhe.
The young woman pursed her lips and instinctively lowered her voice to ask, "When will you take me to find Lu Jing?"
Fu Yanhe didn't answer, glanced at the USB drive by the bed, and said coldly, "Get out."
The young woman frowned slightly, picking up on the dismissive tone of his words, but she did not insist on an answer and turned to leave straightforwardly.
Although her cognition hadn't fully recovered to what it was before, her instincts told her that the man before her was very dangerous.
