In the military off-road vehicle, Titus Zane and Max Locke sat together in the back seat, at Locke's request, of course.
As the off-roader slowly drove away, Locke turned his head to look at the cool-faced Titus Zane. "Your personality really isn't anything like your mother's."
Titus Zane…
When she looked over, there was obvious confusion, but then she remembered everyone saying she was the daughter of "Little Nuo," and she politely pursed her lips without saying much.
Locke had already turned his gaze back, looking ahead, his eyes reflecting a distant look, "Your mother was a lively and cheerful girl, very likable..."
Titus Zane…
Furrowed her brow again, sensing something different in Locke's words.
Then she heard Locke sigh deeply, "Alas, what a pity, a beauty with a tragic fate."
