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 my

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

as

I can’t be

ahead of me will be a longer one than yours! My innate Demon Phyton Form alone is

were hard

head

***

the dawn broke, two carriages with dozens of guards

be the team accompany Molie

style, but even the guards

who would not be aware that

for the emperor’s order, none of them would be willing to escort this man on an arduous journey to a faraway place for three

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

did not waste any

the Sea-Breaker Beast’s blood and essence,

needed a short nap and would be full of

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

Molie could feel that his qi was aligned and

his muscles were once again filled with the

Penny, who looked outside with her head out of the carriage

up the curtains, curled up, and sat next to

hands on her cheeks,

glanced at her and asked, “Are you feeling

her head and stared

“No, I’m not.

you go,

reluctant, and it’s just

suddenly turned softer, and she began to tear

just feel that it’s unfair for

innocent, and those

just let them

his answer, she was stunned, and she saw that Molie was smiling at

only have you by

me, I don’t care

to have

eyes instantly flickered with surprise, bashfulness,

second, all of the feelings turned into tears, and they were streaming out of

“I’m not crying.

wiped away her tears in

Then, she sniffled.

Highness, we’ll never be

serve you for the rest

a deal.” Molie nodded