Hearing Bai Wu'an's words, Le Yiwen's mouth curled up slightly, and he casually tapped a few times on the virtual keyboard in mid-air.
Immediately, the once-empty studio suddenly displayed experimental showcases wrapped in high-density alloy, one after another.
One showcase abruptly opened, and a box popped out from within.
Under Le Yiwen's control, the box began to morph, twist, and eventually transformed into a semi-transparent mask.
"This thing's stability is yet to be determined. I haven't started mass production. If you're willing, you can help me by conducting a small experiment."
Le Yiwen looked at Bai Wu'an, speaking calmly.
Meanwhile, Bai Wu'an wore a meaningful smile.
He then turned to Su Tu and said, "Junior brother, just go boldly. If the Wang Family acts decently, then everyone can maintain decorum. But if they don't..."
Bai Wu'an flashed a sinister smile and continued, "Then I will help them maintain it..."
