Bentley couldn't help but roll his eyes at the question. "I've already said, I'm on good terms with Liang Shui!"
As long as you can ensure the things you present aren't problematic, why worry about no one managing them?
B-level contemplated for a moment and pulled out a small storage device from his pocket.
"This storage device has scanning prevention and self-destruct features. During the eight-second countdown, you need to input a twenty-one-digit password..."
A storage device the size of a fingernail; cracking its self-destruction is quite difficult, and although the decryption method is simple, it's not something an ordinary person would consider.
Silver Fir stepped forward to take the storage device and turned to Bentley. "Sir..."
Old Ben waved his hand, expressing blandly, "Go check it out. If there's no problem, we need to intervene."
Silver Fir soared into the air, heading straight to the backyard.
A minute later, he flew back and nodded slightly, "The image is fine."
