Turning her gaze toward Alder Locke with a colder voice, Titus Zane commanded, "Stop the car!"
"OK." This time, Alder Locke was quite cooperative. After stopping the car, he looked at Titus Zane with a smile that seemed somewhat inscrutable. "Are you sure you want to get out?"
"What's the problem!" Titus Zane glared at him unhappily, pushed open the car door, and was about to get out, when suddenly—
At the sides of the iron gate in front stood guards armed with… Could it be… soldiers?
Just as she pushed the car door open and before her toes even touched the ground, Titus Zane turned back, puzzled, and looked at Alder Locke.
"Where is this?"
"Get out," Alder Locke didn't answer, but instead tilted his chin, gesturing for Titus Zane to get out, "to see if you'll be taken away as a spy."
Titus Zane…