Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld
Chapter 314 Etiquette in the Forest

What Lela didn't know was that Sylvester's anger stemmed from the Immortal Man.

Since discovering the connection between Lela and the Immortal Man, the Dragon Gang had deployed their tech experts and even their most ruthless members to search every corner, but they still couldn't pinpoint the Immortal Man's exact

location.

It was truly frustrating for Sylvester.

He had never failed like this before in his life.

His hand, gripping Lela's slender waist, unconsciously tightened.

"Ouch." Lela felt her waist hurt.

Sylvester immediately realized he had hurt Lela and quickly loosened his grip. He effortlessly picked her up with one hand and made a move to lift her nightgown to check her waist. "Sorry, babe, let me see."

Lela wrapped her arms around Sylvester's waist, buried her face in his ear, and whispered, "Sylvester, I remember you said you wanted to know the Holy Light Tribe's female-to-male rituals."

"If I show you, will you stop being angry?"

Sylvester squinted his eyes. 'When has I ever been angry with her?'

In fact, he wasn't angry anymore.

He was angry at the Immortal Man.

Lela must have misunderstood.

Sylvester stared into Lela's eyes, holding her, and smirked, "Let me see first."

Sylvester was truly shameless.

In the deep, dark forest, late at night, Sylvester and Lela engaged in an intimate act outdoors.

Meanwhile, in the Gomez family's underground base, Mildred looked at the dying man and frowned.

A subordinate looked at Mildred and said, "Mildred, shall I keep skinning this guy?"

Mildred glanced at Daniel Gomez and knew he was still angry. She walked over, patted his shoulder and sighed, "Daniel, don't be sad. Anthony is already dead."

Daniel clenched his arm, saying nothing.

Mildred stood in front of Daniel, hands in her pockets, looking down at him from a high spot, and said, "We all work for Sylvester, and we've never seen Sylvester personally kill someone like this. Anthony's death is hard on Sylvester, too." Hearing this, Daniel suddenly looked up at Mildred, tears in his eyes.

"For someone so despicable, it's not worth it for you to kill him yourself."

Daniel nodded, wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes, and said, "I understand, Mildred. So, what about him..."

Mildred patted Daniel's shoulder and smiled slightly, "Go take a shower and rest. I'll have this man sent to Ironfist Holding Center and handed over to the prison for spies."

Sending him to the spy prison meant either he would enter and never come out, or he would come out on a stretcher.

Pilar country had extremely strict control over such highly dangerous individuals.

"Mildred, thank you and Sylvester." With that, Daniel took off his blood-stained gloves and left.

Mildred called Trenton, and soon, people from Ironfist Holding Center arrived to take the man away.

At the music hall in Central City, the locksmith finally arrived, and the reporters, watching the person with the tools, complained, "Why did you take so long? You're delaying my work." Hearing this, the locksmith fiercely said, "I clock out at five and live far away. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have come."

The reporters fell silent.

After all, there was no easy jobone at work was easy.

The locksmith quickly used his tools to unlock the door.

As soon as the bathroom door opened, the horrifying scene inside shocked all the reporters present.