Zhao Qing's face fell, turning dark instantly. His eyes were murderous, yet his lips twisted into a smile, and he composed himself with a deep breath before speaking, "Junior Sister, I'm not questioning your ability, just afraid you might be deceived by them."
"Zhao Qing, in future Black Rose activities, you must formally address me as President," Luo Xue said, "Of course, if you don't want to, you can choose to leave Black Rose. The door is over there."
At this point, Luo Xue was no longer holding back. Li Xin and the others were her core team for the future. If she didn't support them now, then when? People from the Secret Castle never hesitated when decisiveness was needed.
Zhao Qing had always thought of her as easy to manipulate. Previously, there was never a suitable opportunity. Today, it simply happened that way. Black Rose needs to become strong, and there can only be one voice.
