"Thank you," Yang Ming nodded with a smile, as the warden retreated behind the alloy gate, letting it close slowly, leaving only the rumbling sound.
"Boss! Here you go!"
"Hmm, not bad," Yang Ming said leisurely, "The money for the flowers will be deducted from your salary."
"Oh, just deduct it then," 026 showed a row of white teeth: "They say that when you get released, using these bright colors can sweep away your mental gloom."
"I wasn't gloomy in there."
026 chuckled, a sly look in his big eyes: "Alright, the reporters are here. I tricked them into thinking you're only coming out at night. Want to run?"
"Run? Why would I run? Have I done something outrageously wrong?"
Yang clicked his tongue, his body slowly levitating, with a pale red light membrane forming around him.
He flew.
"Waiting for you on the ship."
"Hey, Boss! Take me with you!"
