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

robe answered,

was profound as he looked at the candle flame

you said that, I can’t

bet he’d never dream that the journey ahead of me will be a longer one than yours! My innate Demon Phyton

were hard

as if Jasmine’s head turned into

***

of guards appeared on the

be the team accompany Molie to Astren

style, but even the guards responsible for escorting Molie

not be aware that

willing to escort

carriages as he sat cross-legged, concentrating on his

Molie did not waste

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

needed a short nap

what seemed like a night, due to the Time Warp Zone’s effect of one night equaling three nights and Molie’s physical trait that almost needed no

feel that his qi was aligned and blood was thick

were once again filled with the

looked outside with her head out of

tidied up the curtains, curled

hands on her cheeks,

glanced at her and

raised her head and stared

“No, I’m not.

you go, I’ll

not reluctant, and it’s just

turned softer, and she began to tear

it’s unfair for

that you’re innocent, and those

just let them

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

I only have you by

trust me, I don’t care about

to have struck Penny’s

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

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

“I’m not crying.

Penny wiped away her

Then, she sniffled.

never be apart ever

for the rest of

Molie nodded and