Qin Xin smiled and gently twisted the door lock off, tossing it aside: "Poor quality. The lock was already broken. And who said I don't have credentials?"
Gatekeeper: "Where is your ID?!"
Qin Xin: "In my bag, I just can't be bothered to show it to you."
Gatekeeper: "You...!"
Qin Xin: "I also have witnesses, no need to make a call. Because I am the team's racer, coach, and technician all in one."
The gatekeeper was shocked: "Impossible..."
So young and both a coach and a technician?
Dressed so poorly and yet a racer?
He would never believe it.
"Stay right there, or else..." The gatekeeper was furious.
However, he saw Qin Xin casually give the door a push, and the steel doorknob twisted and deformed... deformed...
The gatekeeper swallowed his harsh words back, watching Qin Xin's carefree back as she walked away.
He feared that if he finished his sentence, this seemingly unremarkable violent girl would twist his neck as well... deformed...
