Silently cursing in his heart, which son of a turtle caused trouble for this young master for no reason, isn't this intentionally bringing trouble upon himself?
If Mr. Han gets angry, even ten people like him wouldn't be able to withstand it. He thought it was a joke when he received the call from above today—how could it be possible to arrest General Han's grandson?
He thought he had heard it wrong; seeing it with his own eyes, how could his heart not skip a beat?
Zhang Minghan felt a chill in his heart. Director Hao personally stepped in. If Han Xiao were just an ordinary person, would Director Hao need to act this way?
Totally submissive, almost like a head-bobbing lapdog.
Han Xiao?
The surname is Han, so powerful that even Director Hao bows down?
General Han!?
Doomed.
Zhang Minghan broke out in a cold sweat, his legs feeling a bit weak.
Could it be who he's thinking of?
How could it be?
