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

black robe answered, “I

and his gaze was profound as he looked at

said that, I can’t be rest

that the journey ahead of me will be a longer one than yours! My innate Demon Phyton Form alone is incomparable to you, who’s only a

he spoke, his expressions were hard to tell

Jasmine’s head turned into

***

the dawn broke, two carriages with dozens of guards appeared on the road

would be the team accompany Molie

only was there no grand style, but even the guards responsible for escorting Molie appeared

be aware that Molie was

would be willing to escort this man on an arduous journey to a

in one of the carriages as he sat cross-legged, concentrating on his meditation with his

not waste any time and trained

blood and essence,

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

despite only training for what seemed like a night, due to the Time Warp Zone’s effect of one night equaling three nights and Molie’s physical

qi was

again filled with the

outside with her

curtains, curled up, and sat next

her

and asked, “Are

raised her head and

“No, I’m not.

person, so where you go, I’ll follow you,

reluctant, and

and she began to tear

that it’s

know that you’re innocent, and those people are

let

and she

you by my side

long as you trust me, I don’t care about what

words seemed to have

eyes instantly flickered with surprise, bashfulness, doubt, confusion, joy, and

feelings turned into tears, and they were streaming out of Penny’s

“I’m not crying.

just thrilled.” Penny wiped away her tears in

Then, she sniffled.

never be

serve you for the

a deal.” Molie nodded