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.

come between

the man in the black robe answered, “I doubt that Princess Camille will interrupt your

his gaze was profound as he looked at

you said that, I can’t be rest

than yours! My innate Demon Phyton Form alone is incomparable to

he spoke, his expressions were hard to tell under

they would see as if Jasmine’s head turned into a giant python’s head, and its forked tongue flicked

***

dawn broke, two carriages with dozens of guards appeared on the road outside Salleria’s

be the team accompany Molie to Astren

there no grand style, but even the guards responsible for

be aware that Molie was

them would be willing to escort this man on an arduous journey to a faraway place for three

as he sat cross-legged, concentrating on his meditation with

not waste any time and trained hard all night in the Tower of

blood and essence, Molie’s body

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

a night, due to the Time Warp Zone’s effect of one night equaling three nights

his qi was aligned

again filled with the strength

her head out of the carriage window, came

the curtains, curled up, and

her cheeks,

glanced at her and asked, “Are

her head

“No, I’m not.

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

reluctant, and it’s just

suddenly turned softer, and she began to tear

that it’s unfair for

that you’re innocent, and those people are spurting

just let them

Penny heard his answer, she was stunned, and she saw that Molie was smiling

I only have you by my

me, I don’t care about what

words seemed to

lady’s eyes instantly flickered with surprise, bashfulness, doubt, confusion, joy, and

into tears, and they were streaming out

“I’m not crying.

Penny wiped away her

Then, she sniffled.

never be apart

want to serve you for the rest

a deal.” Molie