Cheng Huai's expression was austere and unyielding. "Snacks? During confinement, three meals are delivered daily. You don't need to worry about food or drink."
Yan Ling widened his eyes, momentarily forgetting his quarrel with Jin Yao, and approached Cheng Huai with a sardonic smile.
"Officer, hand over my belongings while I can still talk civilly."
Although he smiled, his tone carried a dangerous edge, clearly implying that if Cheng Huai refused, he wouldn't hesitate to resort to force.
The other instructors exchanged glances and chuckled in unison.
"What's the matter? Didn't you get enough action in the cafeteria earlier? Thinking of taking us on too?"
Yan Ling shrugged helplessly. "This officer confiscated my belongings. Hand over the snacks, and we'll all remain at peace."
The instructor who spoke earlier grinned. "There's a rule against bringing food into the confinement area during this period."
