"Oh? A weird cat?" Zhao Yao heard the Sheriff's report, rubbed his chin, and asked Sang Biao. "You don't dare to speak of him? Are you afraid that he would take revenge on you? It's okay. I will protect you."
Sang Biao remained immobile and curled up in a corner without saying anything.
Although he said nothing, deep inside, he was conflicted.
"Forget it. I shall endure it today."
"Anyways it's just going to be one or two days. Project X will come and save me."
"Just endure it."
"But, I can't endure it anymore! If I can endure being toilet paper, I might as well kill myself."
"But I can't reveal information about Project X. If I do, I can't even be tissue paper anymore. Project X will chop me up and barbecue me."
Sang Biao hesitated and his eyes lit up. "Wait, I can provide fake information for them. They won't even know if I am speaking the truth."
Thinking of this, Sang Biao replied, "You guy really can protect me?"
