His words were clearly meant for Yue Xiaofei.
Su Wanning's face grew even paler.
Even generals had to get out and walk. How could their car possibly get through?
It's over. We're done for today.
This is going to be humiliating beyond belief.
She was already wondering whether, when they were stopped, she should pretend not to know Yue Xiaofei or simply cover her face and run away.
The car was about to reach the first Traffic Control Checkpoint.
"Stop! Please show your pass!"
Several burly soldiers with piercing eyes had already signaled for them to stop.
The corners of Su Guohua's mouth began to lift despite himself.
The show is finally about to begin.
He cleared his throat, ready with a barrage of taunts to unleash the moment Yue Xiaofei was stopped.
Yet what happened next left every word he had prepared lodged firmly in his throat.
Yue Xiaofei calmly lowered the window. Rather than presenting any so-called "invitation," he took a small, deep-red booklet from inside his jacket and handed it over.
The officer in charge of the checkpoint was a young man wearing the shoulder insignia of a Junior Officer.
At first, his expression remained stern as he prepared to carry out the routine inspection.
But when his gaze fell on the red credential and he made out the gold-stamped lettering and special identification number, his expression changed abruptly!
His stern face was instantly replaced by a look of shock, reverence, and fervent admiration!
His entire body snapped rigid, as though he had been struck by lightning!
Snap!
He sharply withdrew the hand he had extended to inspect the credential and, with every ounce of strength he possessed, gave Yue Xiaofei a flawless military salute through the car window!
His back was ramrod straight, and his eyes