This wasn't just to surprise Fei Jin; it was also to provide compelling evidence for what happened.
"Officer, if you don't believe me, how about we arm-wrestle?"
Song Qingya suggested calmly.
"Really?"
The female officer seemed surprised and pointed to herself.
The officer beside her said with a hint of a smile, "I'm afraid you've picked the wrong opponent. Xiao Lu might be a woman about your height, but she's one of the strongest and best fighters in the bureau. If you can beat her, we'll be truly impressed."
Lu Yao beamed at the praise, scratching the back of her head shyly.
"Oh, well, I'm not all that. I only took second place in the provincial fighting tournament, that's all."
'This Lu Yao is going to be a tough nut to crack.'
Song Qingya raised an eyebrow slightly, but she felt no fear.
Fei Jin leaned down and whispered in Song Qingya's ear, "Maybe we should just forget it? I know you're good with technique, but arm-wrestling is all about brute force."
