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

for a while, the man in the black robe answered, “I doubt that Princess Camille will interrupt

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

that, I

me will be a longer one than yours! My innate Demon Phyton Form

his expressions were hard to tell under the swaying

looked at him absent-mindedly, they would see as if Jasmine’s head

***

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

Molie to Astren

even the guards responsible for

all, who would not be aware

would be willing to escort this man

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

the Earring of Echo’s hidden secret yesterday, Molie did not waste any time and

Sea-Breaker Beast’s blood and

needed a short nap and would be full

of one night equaling three nights and Molie’s physical trait that

qi was aligned

again filled with

with her head out

the curtains, curled up, and sat

hands on her

and asked, “Are you

raised her head and stared

“No, I’m not.

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

and it’s just

turned softer, and she

feel that it’s unfair for

you’re innocent, and

just let

Penny heard his answer, she was stunned, and she

you by my

as you trust me, I don’t care

words seemed to

instantly flickered with surprise,

turned into tears, and they

“I’m not crying.

wiped away

Then, she sniffled.

never be

want to serve you for the

a deal.” Molie