"This should be the place."
Although Baytown wasn't particularly large, its streets were especially numerous. After quite a bit of circling, they finally arrived at their destination.
Moor stopped the car and glanced at the residence across the street, then she looked at Taylor sitting in the passenger seat.
"What's the matter?"
"Are you that unstable?"
Taylor shook his head, "I don't know, it was a bit odd just now, some kind of urge suddenly surged in my heart, making me want to tear that lad to pieces and devour him!"
"Heh heh."
Moor didn't seem to care.
"A handsome young man, though not old, exudes a calm demeanor, much stronger than that guy from this morning."
"Let's go, we should enter."
Crossing the road, they came to the iron gate of a large house. Taylor revealed his identity, and soon the iron gate opened, letting them in.
