"You are being punished," Glenn Hutchinson replied languidly.
"..."
Choked up for a moment, Flossie Wright took a deep breath to steady her aura and said coldly, "You say."
"Memorize all of these," Glenn Hutchinson paused slightly before pushing several reports in front of Flossie Wright, and then instructed, "all of them."
Her eyes flickered as she furrowed her brows and her tone grew even colder, "This isn't within my training scope, and I think I need to know why."
"I'm pleased," Glenn Hutchinson began lazily, then stood up and looked down at her, "Consider it a punishment."
"..."
The corner of Flossie Wright's mouth twitched.
Unlike Glenn Hutchinson, she had no interest in getting to know the trainees.
Therefore, except for a few outstanding female soldiers, she couldn't be bothered to remember the names of those she was not familiar with.
Now—
Not only was she supposed to memorize names but also their entire set of information?
What exactly did he want?
