Chapter 1267: Dark Moon and High Winds, A Good Time to Do Bad Things

Nathaniel York said indifferently, "It's obviously to make you do what you don't want to do."

"What are you trying to do, I warn you, if you dare do something harmful to Scarlett, I won't let you off."

"Although I've always wanted to do something to her, if I actually did it now, you wouldn't even have the chance to make a move before Ethan Herd kills me."

Nathaniel York's voice sounded casual and indifferent in the night, almost like he was joking.

Thomas gritted his teeth and continued to follow, curious to see what Nathaniel York was up to.

Just that... he forgot to grab a coat before leaving the house.

Ten minutes later, they walked along the roads paved with bluestone slabs and stopped in front of the best house in the small town.

Thomas puzzled, "Why are we here?"

"We're obviously here because it's useful."

Nathaniel York casually picked up a wooden stick, as thick as a man's wrist and over a meter long, from the wall corner and handed it to Thomas.

"You... what for?"