Harvard Cafeteria.
The students all steered clear of Professor Smith when they spotted him, terrified of getting caught in his death glare.
Some even secretly filmed him on their phones, supplying hushed commentary.
"This is the Demon King who exposed that rich kid's family secrets in class!"
"That rich kid still doesn't dare show his face!"
"I heard he's still holed up somewhere!"
Xie Chen seemed used to this special treatment. After getting his food, he walked over to Huo Wenye, who sat ramrod straight.
"What are you thinking about? Sitting there like an immovable bunker?" he asked as soon as his butt hit the chair.
Huo Wenye's lips curved. "I was wondering whether you have to go to the restroom every time you gather information. Doesn't the lousy environment bother you?"
[Gather information?! What does that mean?! So Brother Chen and Brother Ye were hiding in the restroom while the stream was off?!] [Damn, that made me jump! I'd better watch out when I use the restroom from now on. What if Professor Smith is lying in wait?!] [Why does that sound exciting to me?! Restroom play in certain Haitang stories is seriously hot!] [Me too, me too! I hope the production crew does its job and doesn't miss a single shot!]
The fans in the livestream chat went wild.
Xie Chen merely pursed his lips. "..."
What else was I supposed to do?!
Those students guard against me like I'm a thief.
They won't let me see a single trace of their online activity.
I can't just hack into another student's account, can I?
That would be a little unethical...
Oh, wait.
Suddenly, a new possibility opened up before him.
Hack in?!
Wouldn't that make things much more efficient?!
At that thought, Xie Chen hurriedly shoveled