Chapter 278 Difficult Multiple-Choice Question

Eric's preferences were like those of most men; he liked them young, pretty, and with good figures.

He always likened himself to the Hunter, but often he wasn't the Hunter because the Hunter didn't need to spend money to get meat.

But him, if not using the money in his pocket, then using his special status, so he couldn't be called a Hunter, and yet he liked to call himself one.

Now, when he needed to vent, he would become a true Hunter, in search of prey he fancied.

"Alone?" Eric, holding a glass of wine, approached the girl; he liked to look at her profile and those tresses of hers, which imparted a shattered beauty.

He had been watching this girl for a long time. She had turned down many, just sitting alone in the corner drinking, looking somewhat troubled.

It stirred a curiosity to uncover the reason for her furrowed brow, and an impulse to make her sing aloud!