Zheng Xuan took a deep drag of his cigarette and exhaled. Amidst the swirling smoke, the traffic cop suddenly seemed dazed, and Zheng Xuan twisted the handlebar and made an escape.
Xu Yichao, who was ready to get off the bike, almost tumbled off.
"Mr. Zheng, didn't Grandma Shufen say we shouldn't bully ordinary folks and must abide by the human world rules?"
"Who said 'we'? I'm authorized, you just focus on getting into college first!" Zheng Xuan retorted grumpily.
"Then you should follow the rules even more!"
"Or are you going to pay the fine?"
"Uh... bending rules in emergencies isn't entirely wrong either, but do we really have 'related departments'?"
"Don't inquire when you shouldn't!"
"Oh, then just go faster."
Zheng Xuan sped through the streets with Xu Yichao. Sang Que and Jiang Zao were chatting in a taxi about the Little General and Little Prince's recent activities.
Sang Que took out his phone and quickly typed a line.
