While in Hollywood, I used Taoist magic to quell American terrorism.

Cao Kun was stunned for a moment; he hadn't finished his lines yet.

However, since that was the case, he didn't bother to say anything more and simply put the check away.

Cao Kun: "Let's go. I need to be with Taylor for the rest of the time."

This thing wasn't in the house, but in her head.

I have to catch it when it tries to 'take over' her.

Scott didn't hesitate at all: "No problem, as long as this trouble can be resolved."

Cao Kun put away the check, looked at Scott, and asked, "Where do you live? Is it far from here?"

Scott shook his head with a wry smile: "Master Cao, we don't live in Los Angeles."

Our family lives in Pennsylvania, but we're temporarily staying in NY because of Taylor's situation.

I flew here specifically to see you.

Cao Kun tapped "close".

Look how sensible he is; he flew over by himself without him even having to remind him.

In comparison, Old Dong's daughter only flew over after he made a strong statement.

Their attitude was clearly unacceptable.

Of course, his attitude has now been adjusted.

Scott continued, "We booked a suite at the Beverly Hills Hotel."

"For the rest of the time, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to stay at our hotel."

Cao Kun nodded, greeted Fleischer, and followed Scott and his daughter out of the store.

The three of them left the Wenxin Hall and got into Cao Kun's Cadillac Escalade.

The car quickly stopped in front of the Beverly Hills Hotel.

They took the elevator to their reserved room.

Upon entering the room, Cao Kun looked around.

The room was nice, with an excellent view; the floor-to-ceiling windows offered a panoramic view of half of Los Angeles.

But Cao Kun wasn't in the mood to admire the scenery. He turned to Scott and said, "Tonight, I'm sleeping in Taylor's room."

Scott, who was about to pour water, suddenly froze, almost dropping the kettle.

He turned his head, looking at Cao Kun with a complicated expression: "Master Cao, this...this isn't quite appropriate, is it?"

Taylor bit her lip, a faint blush rising on her wheat-colored skin, and stood there somewhat bewildered.

"There's nothing inappropriate about it."

Cao Kun said coldly, "As I just said, that thing isn't in the house; it's in Taylor's head."

A psychotropic parasite, its onset is extremely rapid.

It usually takes over the body after falling asleep or when consciousness is weak.

If I were sleeping next door, by the time I heard the noise and rushed in, she might already be smiling as she killed herself.

Scott fell silent, his expression shifting several times before finally letting out a dejected sigh.

"Okay, for Taylor's safety."

He walked up to Cao Kun, lowered his voice, and his tone became unusually serious:

"Master Cao, Taylor is my most precious treasure."

I know you are a very capable person, but as your father, I must remind you...

She was only sixteen years old; she was still a child.

Please...do not do anything else.

Cao Kun was speechless for a moment, glancing sideways at his overly tense father.

"Mr. Scott, you're overthinking it."

Cao Kun resisted the urge to roll his eyes: "I'm not interested in girls who haven't fully developed yet."

I'm not that much of a beast.

Taylor, standing to the side, listened with his face turning red and white in turns.

Especially when she heard "not fully developed yet", she subconsciously puffed out her chest.

Then, feeling ashamed and annoyed, she lowered her head.

Scott was speechless for a long time, and finally could only cough twice to ease the awkwardness.

"I'm sorry, I was being too sensitive."

"If that's the case, then alright."

Cao Kun turned to Taylor and said, "From now on, no matter what you do, don't leave my sight."

Seeing the seriousness in Cao Kun's voice, Taylor nodded and said, "I understand."

The three of them stayed until nightfall, while Cao Kun watched the two Taylors:

"Go wash up and go to bed early tonight."

I'll be watching you from the side, and if anything happens, I'll notice immediately.

Taylor nodded obediently and went into the bathroom with her toiletries bag.

However, the bathroom door was open, and Cao Kun stood in the doorway, watching her intently.

into the night.

Taylor changed into a conservative long-sleeved nightgown and curled up on one side of the large bed.

Cao Kun then moved a single sofa and sat directly on the edge of the bed.

The room was quiet, with only the slight sound of the central air conditioning blowing.

After a while, rustling sounds came from the bed.

Taylor turned to his side, looking at Cao Kun's silhouette in the darkness, and asked softly, "Master Cao, are you asleep?"

"No." Cao Kun didn't even open his eyes.

"I...I'm afraid to close my eyes."

Taylor's voice trembled slightly.

"As soon as I close my eyes, I feel like that senior is standing behind the curtains."

She kept smiling at me, her smile was so wide it seemed to split her mouth.

"Close your eyes, it's an illusion."

Cao Kun calmly said, "This kind of thing lives by absorbing your fear."

The more you fear it, the more real it becomes.

"But it looks just like the real thing..."

"In my eyes, a lie is a lie."

Cao Kun opened his eyes, flipped his hand, and a talisman appeared in his hand.

He took Taylor's hand and placed it in her palm. "Hold it."

Taylor immediately felt a mysterious power enveloping him.

The fear in my heart subsided considerably.

Taylor exclaimed in surprise, "How amazing! What is this?"

Cao Kun: "Talisman. Sleep now. With me here, no one can take you away."

Cao Kun closed his eyes again.

Taylor held the talisman, looking at the cold profile of the man in front of her, and an unprecedented sense of security welled up in her heart.

Her eyelids began to droop, and she drifted off to sleep without realizing it.

Seeing that Taylor's breathing gradually became even and steady, and that his hand holding the talisman relaxed, Cao Kun slowly opened his eyes.

He spoke to the air in a low voice, "Chris, come out."

A faint pink light flashed across the phone screen, and the succubus Chris appeared silently by the bedside.

She changed into a nearly transparent silk slip dress today.

Her long hair cascaded down her shoulders, and her figure appeared more solid than usual.

"Master, are you letting me out in the middle of the night because you want something different?"

Chris turned her head, her gaze falling on the sleeping Taylor, a mocking smile playing on her lips.

Cao Kun ignored her teasing and said seriously, "You are also a spiritual being, so your perception of similar things is more acute than mine."

This "smiling spirit" lives in people's consciousness; I can only defend against it, but you can see it.

"Keep an eye on her for me. If her brain activity shows any signs of distortion, tell me immediately."

Chris took a few steps closer and looked down at Taylor.

Although Taylor was still young and inexperienced at this time, her face, which combined innocence and refinement, was indeed breathtakingly beautiful under the moonlight.

"Tsk tsk."

Chris walked around the bed once, then spoke in a sarcastic tone:

"Master, I must say, your taste is becoming more and more... unique."

Cao Kun frowned: "What are you trying to say?"

"The previous Miss Scarlett had a figure as hot as a ripe peach."

Miss Anne was as elegant as a statue.

Even Rachel possessed the allure of a mature woman.

Chris stretched out her slender fingers and pointed to Taylor's somewhat thin chest.

He scoffed, "But what about this one now?"

Aside from being a little taller, it's basically an underdeveloped little bean sprout.

Master, when did you start being able to work on these 'half-finished products'?