Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld
Chapter 98 The Call From the Little Master

"If I hear your brainless words again, you'll be waiting for others to collect your corpse."

Upon hearing this, his subordinate's face turned pale, and he quickly lowered his head in apology, "I'm sorry, Mr. Fudge. I had a narrow perspective." Josh Fudge didn't say anything, stepped on the gas pedal, turned the steering wheel, and drove into the woods.

Dozens of cars shuttled through the woods, occasionally accompanied by the mournful cries of dying beasts, making people feel uneasy.

Despite the excellent air quality in the woods, the stench of blood permeated the place, making one want to vomit.

Lela was very worried, afraid that Big White had already been hunted down.

Sylvester sensed Lela's anxiety and reassured her, "Don't worry, your man said he would bring it out unharmed, and he will."

Although he was extremely unhappy about it, he had to say such things for the sake of the little one's feelings.

To be honest, he really thought that if the male lion died, it would be for the best.

He's really going to die.

Lela would be heartbroken.

He won't allow the little one to be sad around him.

Oh well, he'll show some mercy and help it. "Hmm," Lela replied pensively.

Behind her, Mildred opened her mouth wide in disbelief, her mind spinning quickly. What?

When did the master become Miss Lela's man?

Damn, that was quick!

My god, Miss Lela has just come of age, she's so young, and she's a mutant.

Tsk, the master has peculiar taste...quite extreme.

Damn!

The two in front were completely focused on their tasks, unaware that Mildred was already imagining a grand scene in her mind...

The car continued to drive deep into the woods, with several dead beasts lying on the ground.

Their heads were missing, probably taken away by someone.

Suddenly, a woman's scream came from nearby.

Lela looked up ahead and saw a clearly punctured tire on a sightseeing car.

Beside the car lay a female black bear, clearly hunted by someone, with its head cut in half.

A bodyguard-like man was lying on the ground, unconscious. His face was completely smashed, seemingly beaten by the other black bear that hadn't been killed yet.

At this moment, the male black bear was outside the sightseeing car, slapping it with its massive paw, eyes filled with the ferocity of a wild beast.

Its mate had been killed by humans.

Despite the high-density metal bars and the shattered windows, one of the women inside the sightseeing car could still be seen in a state of fear. Obviously, Victor and another female companion he had brought were inside the sightseeing car.

The female companion covered her mouth with her hand, trembling, tears falling from her eyes.

"Someone...someone died."

Victor was also shocked by this scene and quickly reacted, raising his gun and taking a shot at the black bear. The shotgun, at close range, posed a huge danger. With a deafening blast, the male black bear staggered backward, teetered, and ultimately collapsed to the ground.

Victor put away his gun, stared at the female companion, and muttered, "What's with the crying? Women only know how to cry and whine."

Indeed, she was different from that thorny rose, Flora Harrison. Today, he would kill that white lion and get that Flora Harrison. Saying that, Victor stepped on the accelerator and drove towards another road, leaving behind even his own bodyguard. Mildred watched from behind and muttered, "That's really heartless."

Sylvester, with no expression on his face, was about to drive and search for the white lion.

At that moment, a white figure suddenly darted out of the forest.

It caught the scent of human blood. Its deep blue eyes were filled with a bloodthirsty cruelty.

It was these cruel humans who had captured its little master.

It wanted to bite these damn humans to death.

Just as it was about to pounce on the unconscious bodyguard lying on the ground, it heard a long-lost shout.

It was...the shout of its little master.

"Big White..."