Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld
Chapter 238 How to Rush Over to Bite His Neck at the Swiftest Pace?

Trenton originally thought that he was definitely doomed this time.

Under the cave, there might be all kinds of traps hidden; perhaps, going down would mean being stabbed to death by wooden stakes.

But the expected pain did not come, and the ground beneath him was soft.

Trenton slowly opened his eyes, wanting to see what exactly was beneath him, and heard a whimper. "Ouch..."

It was a girl's weak voice.

Trenton immediately realized it, quickly got up, and bent down to see a soft and cute-looking girl with fair skin lying at the bottom of the cave.

At this moment, she was closing her eyes. Her eyelashes were long, and her lips were tightly pursed, even trembling.

Apparently, she was in great pain at the moment. And that was all because of his sudden fall.

A hint of guilt flashed through Trenton's mind. He wanted to help her up. Just as he was about to reach out, the girl suddenly opened her round eyes, full of vigilance. She then looked at Trenton and made a sound warily that sounded like those made by a joey from its abdomen when facing danger.

Moreover, she was wearing a snow-white fur coat, which covered her chest with a snow-white fur skirt below. In her left hand, she held a large night pearl, which illuminated the entire cave.

The girl looked like an insecure, fierce, and wild little beast.

She was clearly a human, but Trenton always felt something was off.

Trenton was stunned, and his fingers froze on the spot. "Where are your parents?"

He thought to himself, 'Why does this little girl look like a little beast? Her dresses are primitive. She looks like a member of a tribe. Which tribe is she from?'

The girl stared with bright, watery eyes and was full of vigilance, but the fierceness in her eyes and the ferocity at the corners of her mouth never disappeared. Just as Trenton frowned, thinking about what to do, he saw the little girl swiftly grab one of his hands and stuff it into her mouth the next second.

The girl grabbed the finger he had bitten, held his slender fingers in her hands, and stuffed it into her mouth, gulping down the blood.

"I'm hungry! Your blood tastes really good."

She woke up in the morning, wanting to leave her wolf parents and search for food alone, but unexpectedly encountered the forest's miasma and accidentally fell into the cave.

Her foot was caught in a trap, and she had no strength to climb up. That was bad enough, but she was also hit by a creature that walked upright like her.

Now, she was both in pain and hunger.

So, as soon as she saw the crimson blood on Trenton's fingers, she couldn't help herself.

Trenton was shocked by her actions and was about to withdraw his hand, only to see the girl spit it out herself with disdain in her eyes.

"I can't get any now."

Trenton looked at his pale fingertips, and there was no blood flowing out. Probably, the blood in the capillaries was gone.

Then he looked at her somewhat helplessly, and the next moment, he saw the little girl looking at him as if a beast was looking at its prey and as if she was about to rush over to him at any moment. He furrowed his brow, feeling that something was very wrong, but if it was really as he thought, then it was too absurd.

"Who are you?"

"What's your name?"

"Where are your parents?"

"Why are you alone here?"

A series of questions came out, but the little girl just tilted her head. Her bright, big eyes flashed a cunning light. She stared at him as if she was thinking about how to rush over to bite his neck at the swiftest paces.