Lu Qing drove through the red light ahead, unable to quell his nervousness. He was constantly on the phone, getting closer to them as he followed the route his assistant had described. The surrounding area felt increasingly desolate, and his mood became more agitated.
"Lu Qing, now is the time we must stay calm."
Lu Qing's anxiety was intensified by Meng Yan's words; though he was well aware. Qin Miaomiao's danger was a wake-up call for him, thinking his own abilities could protect those around him, only to realize he couldn't even protect his own beloved. Annoyed, he began formulating a concrete idea.
"Green light."
Meng Yan noticed he was distracted and reminded him that the green light meant he could drive again.
"Rong Lan, are you okay?"
