Permissions Were a Little Too Broad
When he heard the announcement, Han Zi'ang knew the situation was urgent. He started the vehicle again at once, hoping to get back to the capital as quickly as possible.
He wasn't afraid of putting himself in danger. After all, he was getting old. But he didn't want anything to happen to his granddaughter or grandson.
The prison warden still hadn't come to his senses when Han Zi'ang started the vehicle. He remained lost in thought until Han had driven a long way off. Only then did he realize they were heading in the wrong direction.
Remembering the highest-level mobilization order, he knew that, as a member of the military police, he had to respond. He hurriedly called out to stop him. "Han Zi'ang, where are you going? Didn't you hear the mobilization order? We have to respond to it."
Han Zi'ang didn't even look back. He sped off, muttering and cursing under his breath. "No matter how urgent the mobilization is, I have to get these kids home first!"
Only then did the warden look at Han Duoduo, Wang Yue, and Liu Qi. He opened his mouth, but didn't say anything to stop Han Zi'ang.
At that point, all he could do was hope Han Zi'ang would drive fast and not delay anything important.
Seeing that the warden had stopped talking, Han Zi'ang felt grateful. He softened his tone and said, "Don't worry, I'm a fast driver. We'll reach the capital soon. Once I drop them off, I'll still have time to head out and help."
The warden struggled to get up from the ground, then shuffled over to a seat and sat down. He sighed. "When will these days ever come to an end?"
His words left everyone silent. Even Wang Yue