Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld
Chapter 94 Invitation

Big White, do you recognize me too?

I'm sure you've recognized me.

People on the stands were startled as they saw the white lion glance towards them.

"What is it looking at?"

"The look in its eyes..."

Josh Fudge, on the other hand, waved his shotgun in the direction of the white lion, unperturbed.

This risky move immediately ignited a bloodthirsty fierceness in Lela, seated behind and to the left of Josh Fudge.

"It's been rumored that this white lion is a man-killer and despises humans. It might have set its eyes on someone among us. Therefore, when we hunt it later, be on guard for a counterattack. Don't let it escape if we have the chance to kill it." Josh Fudge conveyed with an intense thirst for victory in his eyes.

He enjoyed challenging the impossible.

Some people in the crowd didn't believe it, while others retreated.

Lela glanced at Big White, slightly lowering her head, and a chilling smirk appeared on her lips.

Good!

Very good!

She would use her Big White as a toy for these wealthy and powerful individuals.

Josh Fudge! You deserve to die!

In just a few seconds, various plans flashed through Lela's mind.

She would rescue Big White from these people.

After thinking it over, Lela leaned into Sylvester's arms, her hands embracing him.

She buried her little head in his neck, her voice tinged with a coquettish tone.

"Master Sylvester... I want a gift. Are you willing to give it to me?"

She wanted Big White, wanted to bring her friend back, but she couldn't go now.

She was isolated and helpless, with no one else to help her except Sylvester.

Sylvester was surprised that this little thing suddenly climbed into his arms, and then he heard this unexpectedly charming voice full of pampering. It brought him immense satisfaction. Master Sylvester?

This was the first time this little thing called him that!

The voice was really pleasant to hear.

He reached out and pinched Lela's slender waist, his features relaxed, his chin resting on top of Lela's head, his voice lazy and casual, "Tell me, what gift do you want?"

As long as he could do it, he would present it to her.

Lela didn't expect Sylvester to agree so quickly.

Holding him, she affectionately called out, "Master Sylvester, you're so kind."

Initially, Lela was unsure if Sylvester would agree. Therefore, she resorted to acting in a charming and playful manner, well aware that Sylvester found it impossible to resist her allure.

Although, she felt a bit ashamed of this behavior.

But now it seemed that he would agree without hesitation.

Sylvester looked at Lela's exquisite appearance, his entire being on edge, sitting upright. He reached out and lifted her chin and his amber eyes showed a bewitching expression that had an intoxicating effect on those who witnessed it. He stared at Lela's watery eyes, which were as clear as water and slightly flushed. "Tell me, what do you want?"

Lela leaned to the side and pointed at the white lion, "I want it."

Sylvester followed Lela's line of sight and looked at the white lion, which was staring at a certain place on the platform. Their gazes met.

Sylvester narrowed his eyes and raised his eyebrow when he saw the expression in its eyes.

This white lion is quite interesting.

"Why do you want it?"

Sylvester was puzzled.

How could this little thing, who looked delicate and soft, like such a wild beast?

Planning to hunt it down and make its head into a specimen at home so she wouldn't be afraid anymore?

Disregarding Sylvester's confusion, Lela grabbed onto his clothes with her delicate hand and, with a sly downturn of her lips, uttered," Regardless, I want it. Just one word, will you grant it or not." Her tone carried a hint of threat and accusation, but in Sylvester's eyes, it was extremely cute.

He would give his precious one anything she wanted.