With a single sentence, Lana Thompson's movements paused and she angrily put down her hand.
Eve weakly spoke up, "Aren't you going to go change your clothes?"
Lana was so angry that her body was trembling. Although she wanted to stay and cause trouble, the oil stains on her clothes made her feel uncomfortable. She could only grit her teeth and say, "Let's go!"
As she walked to the door, Lana turned back unwillingly and looked at Oliver Charles, "The deadline for registration is at six o'clock the day after tomorrow. Do you really think that a problem you haven't solved in a month can be solved in the last day? Oliver Charles, as long as you bow to me, I can let you join our team and continue to participate in the competition..."
Oliver Charles sneered, "Goodbye, and good riddance!"
