Andrew Taylor stood silently at the edge of the crowd, fondling the magic ring on his hand.
As the only member of the Taylor family to have entered the top university, on Buji Island where high-ranking wizards were everywhere, he had no elders to rely on. Besides, the rebellious Taylor family didn't have very good relations with other werewolf groups, so Andrew could only try to keep a low profile to avoid getting into trouble.
But low profile did not mean being looked down upon.
The Protein Stone on the magic ring on his left middle finger was held tightly by him, emitting a faint glow, and the tightly pursed lips of Andrew were slightly twisted.
Every time he thought of the treatment he had received outside the resting room of that vampire, it would always make the anger accumulated in his heart roll over again.
As warriors under the moon, swallowing one's words was not the character of the Taylor family.
