"Can I refuse?" Luo Qingli didn't know what to say anymore, and this was the only question she ended up asking.
"No, you can't! I'm not seeking your opinion; I'm simply notifying you. Since you've joined us, you no longer have the right to refuse. You must obey, just like a soldier!" Liu Zhenggang said with an unusually serious tone.
"Then why did you tell me all that earlier? You could have just stated your main point." Luo Qingli pouted, clearly unwilling.
But her unwillingness didn't matter; she still had to do it.
"I was just giving you a heads-up, who knew you would misunderstand." Liu Zhenggang was more like a kind father most of the time, his speech wasn't that serious, and he spoke like an ordinary person.
"I... Alright! What do you need me to do?" Luo Qingli gave up resisting since it was useless anyway.
"Look, this is the latest developed, a synthetic skin mask." Liu Zhenggang took out a transparent box from the drawer, opened it, and showed Luo Qingli.
