Chapter 478


    Fated to the Cursed Lycan Prince by Dark Knight


    Chapter 478 The Way to Break the Deadlock


    Rufus’ POV:


    I was standing in front of the wall, clenching my fists anxiously.


    I had no idea what sort of danger Sylvia faced outside the wall. While I wanted to go help her as soon


    as possible, the damned Geoffrey got in my way. The growing anxiety in my heart made me want to


    K*ll him on the spot.


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    Geoffrey strode up to me andughed like a madman. “I knew the second Sylvia and her rats found the


    hole in the wall.”


    From this, I immediately understood that he had spies on the other side of the wall. But I wasn’t


    surprised. Geoffrey was a cunning man who held a high position. It was to be expected for him to have


    spies nted everywhere.


    Although it seemed that Geoffrey had given up on the werewolves on the other side of the wall, the fact


    was that they were integral to his rule, so he couldn’tpletely ignore them.


    “How cunning of you,” I sneered. Then, my eyes fell on the vampire ve. “What about her?”


    “She…” Geoffrey paused deliberately, trying to keep me in suspense. He then pinched the ve’s


    @ssundisguisedly and said, “I also know her little tricks.”


    Geoffrey’s venomous eyes swept over the ve’s b*ody. “Anyone who disobeys me will be punished.”


    The ve trembled in fear, not daring to raise her head. I sneered. I couldn’t stand Geoffrey’s tricks


    anymore. I was about to walk past him, intending to leave with Flora and Warren, ready to use f0rce if


    needed.


    “What’s the rush, Prince Rufus?” Geoffrey blocked my way with his broad b*ody and didn’t let me


    leave. “The sun hasn’t risen yet and it’s cold. Why don’t you just go back and have some more rest?”


    “Get out of my way,” I said in a very low voice. My patience was running thin, so I pushed him out of my


    way.


    Just then, the bell tolled. Warren, who was walking beside me, looked at his watch and said, “It’s five


    o’clock. We have to find Sylvia as soon as possible.”


    “It’s five o’clock. Are you sure you’ll be able to find her in time?” Geoffrey mimicked, in a voice dripping


    with sarcasm, “I’m afraid she’ll already be dead by the time you get there.


    I stopped in my tracks, turned around, and strode back to Geoffrey. I picked him up by his cor and


    said through gritted teeth, “If anything bad happens to her, I’ll tear you to shreds myself and feed you to


    the Pigs.”


    While a flicker of fear shed in Geoffrey’s eyes, his smile remained stered on his face. He seemed


    to have made up his mind to go all out. “It doesn’t matter. As long as I achieve my goal, it’s okay.”


    “So be it. I hope you won’t regret it.” I looked at him sharply and tightened my grip on his cor.


    Geoffrey’s face slowly turned a purplish red, but his smile remained the same. His provocative eyes


    seemed to tell me that even if I K*lled him, it’d be useless. Sylvia wasn’ting back.


    My anger surged violently and I nearly K*lled him right then and there.


    “Prince Rufus, please calm down. We have to find Sylvia first.” Warren, the voice of reason, grabbed


    my arm with urgency.


    I took a deep breath and blue veins stood out on my forehead. Sylvia was in danger all because of him,


    so how could I just let Geoffrey go?


    “We won’t know where Sylvia is if he’s dead,” Warren continued to speak rationally.


    I took a deep breath and finally loosened my grip.


    Geoffrey adjusted his cor slowly and smiled. “The bell at five o’clock in the morning means that the


    regr hunting is over, but another exclusive and more exhrating game has just begun.”


    Every word Geoffrey said struck my sensitive nerves. He was making things clear to me.