The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

The teacher Jasmine mentioned slowly made his way forward.

Even though the flames of the candles in the room were not swaying, the darkness seemed to have replaced the light.

Jasmine’s expression remained unchanged, but his pupils were slightly constricted.

After a while, a raspy voice sounded from beneath the black robe, “Your handwriting has innumerable twists and turns.

Moreover, the Yin energy’s denser than the Yang energy.”

Jasmine laughed.

“Teacher, you could‘ve directly said that I’m an overthinker and also a shrewd.”

The man in a black robe scoffed, seemingly agreeing to Jasmine.

Soon, the smile on Jasmine’s face gradually disappeared.

Next, a ruthless expression that did not match his age suddenly appeared between his eyes.

His voice seemed colder as he uttered word by word, “However, don’t you forget, teacher.

I’m the one who’s residing in the Eastern Palace, and I’m also the one who has obtained the great opportunity.

On the other hand, death is knocking on Molie’s door!”

Jasmine’s body slightly trembled as he said that.

A faint black mist started to surge from his back.

It was as if they formed into countless tentacles, and its sight would make anyone’s hair stand on end.

“Have you planned it well?” The man in the black robe calmly asked as he turned a blind eye to the changes in Jasmine’s body.

“Everything’s in control.” Then, Jasmine blinked hard, and he withdrew the black mist back into his body.

Next, he chuckled.

“I wonder what the Princess of Astren’s thinking.

She wants to arrange a marriage of convenience with Paul.

Nonetheless, it’ll be good too.

I’ve been finding ways to get rid of him, and now that he can finally leave Salleria, we shall let him die on his journey there.

This way, I’ll be free from worries.

However, the only person I‘m worried about is that brat, Camille.

she come between my

robe answered, “I

was profound as he

I

longer one than yours! My innate

expressions were hard to tell under the swaying

head

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broke, two carriages with dozens of guards

be the team accompany Molie

even the guards responsible

who would not be aware that Molie was

of them would be willing to escort this man on an

carriages as he sat cross-legged, concentrating on his

did not waste any time and trained hard all night

Beast’s blood and essence, Molie’s body recovery

was exhausted, he just needed a short nap and would be full of

of one night equaling three nights and Molie’s physical trait that almost needed no rest, his cultivation

feel that his qi was aligned and blood was thick

once again filled with the strength that he once

with her head out

carefully tidied up the curtains,

on her cheeks,

her and

head and stared

“No, I’m not.

where you go,

and it’s just

and she began to

just feel that it’s unfair

know that you’re innocent, and those people

just let

and she saw that Molie was

I only have you by my side

I don’t care about what other

words seemed to have struck

surprise, bashfulness,

of the feelings turned into tears,

“I’m not crying.

wiped away her tears in

Then, she sniffled.

Highness, we’ll never

want to serve you for the

a deal.” Molie