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

the man in the black robe

lit up, and his gaze was profound as he looked at the candle flame in

said that, I

will be a longer one than yours! My innate Demon

he spoke, his expressions were hard to tell under the

head turned into a giant python’s head,

***

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

the team accompany Molie to Astren for the

was there no grand style, but even the guards responsible for

who would not be aware that Molie

of them would be willing to escort this man on an arduous journey

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

did not waste any time and trained hard all night

he absorbed the Sea-Breaker Beast’s blood and essence,

just needed a short nap and would be

Time Warp Zone’s effect of one night equaling three nights and Molie’s physical trait that almost needed no rest, his cultivation was perhaps better than

his qi was aligned and blood was

filled with the

this time, Penny, who looked outside with her head out of the carriage window, came back

she carefully tidied up the curtains, curled up,

her cheeks,

at her and asked, “Are

raised her head and

“No, I’m not.

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

reluctant, and

softer, and she began to tear

that it’s

and

just let them

and she saw that

only have you by

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

seemed to have struck

lady’s eyes instantly flickered with surprise,

second, all of the feelings turned into tears,

“I’m not crying.

wiped away her tears in

Then, she sniffled.

never

for the rest of

a deal.” Molie nodded and