Norris Moore glanced at him, then looked away without saying anything. She simply walked over to examine the engine that Trenton Smith and the others had modified.
If she wasn't mistaken, Trenton planned to take her on an escape journey over mountains and through valleys in this decrepit little car.
She looked at the small jeep, then thought about the cars Trenton usually drove. A nerve in her temple began to throb pulsingly; she felt somewhat unable to accept it.
After all, like Maple Swallow, she couldn't bear to see Trenton reduced to such a state.
Trenton saw that Norris Moore looked pale and silent. He walked ahead to shield her from the sun and asked with downcast eyes, "What's wrong?"
Norris Moore looked up at him, smiling faintly as she asked, "It's nothing. I just feel that you guys… how do you know how to do everything? Have you also learned auto repair?"
