After All, I Am a Frail And Delicate Girl

At the police station…

Pei Yutang and the ZH1 team members stood in a row while Song Yaonan and his men stood quietly in another row, looking docile and subdued.

The only person who stood out among the row of men was the young girl standing beside Pei Yutang.

The girl was wearing a cap and a completely black outfit. She was carrying a cloth bag, and her face was clean. There weren't any smudges on her skin, and she looked neat and immaculate. The only wound on her was a bruise on her hand.

A middle-aged police officer holding a notebook walked to the row of men as he quietly surveyed each one of them.

Only Pei Yutang was injured on his side. The rest of them looked fine. As for Song Yaonan's team, almost every member was wounded.

Meanwhile, Song Ziyi had been sent to the hospital…

At first glance, it appeared as though Song Yaonan's men had been beaten up by Pei Yutang's men.