The young soldier named Da Liu was a bit uncouth-looking—that was Yuan Si's first impression. He had a small nose and small eyes and was currently staring at her, at a loss for what to do.
Yuan Si knew these soldiers didn't take her seriously. After all, she was just a young girl, and in terms of frame and build, she wasn't in the same league as them. But today, she was going to show them that true strength isn't written on one's face and that you should never judge a book by its cover.
"Make your move!" Yuan Si said, standing casually in the center of the space.
The soldier named Da Liu stood rooted to the spot, at a loss. He snuck a glance at the seated Jiao Group Leader, then at his surrounding comrades. Finally, he scratched his head, grinned, and said, "No, why don't you go first, Instructor Li!"
It just wouldn't be right for a big guy like him to charge in and strike a young girl.
