The driver saw the comic stop and turn back, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.
Although he wasn't surprised, he still felt a sense of release as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders.
The driver himself was quite annoyed—wasn't he the one who got screwed over? What was he brooding over?
"What? Do you have something you want to say?" asked the comic.
"Before I say anything, I want to know, if I tell you the truth, will you let me off the hook?" the driver asked. "If you want to make trouble for Zhao Guqing, go ahead."
"But can you get me out of this and let me off the hook?" the driver asked.
The comic chuckled and said, "Buddy, what are you thinking? You conspired with others deliberately to harm people. We are sworn to be good youths of the socialist new era, so we definitely can't do things like covering up crimes, right?"
What the comic meant was that they definitely wouldn't help the driver get out of trouble.
