The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Maisie smiled gently and answered, “I’m afraid I don’t have the same opinion as you do this time, Uncle William.

I have a feeling that this young man drew these inscriptions.”

“How’s that possible? If that’s true, won’t he be a genius that can rival you, Lady Maisie?!” As William was too surprised, his voice was louder too.

When he noticed that, William hurriedly apologized.

Nevertheless, Maisie did not seem to mind, and the smile on her face remained as she replied, “Uncle William, you said it yourself too.

Since I can become an inscription master at this age and be called a genius, why can’t there be a second genius in the world? My dad often mentioned that Idacith is massive, and we all have a limited outlook of the world.

Perhaps we can meet another genius this time.”

Since Maisie said that, William did not argue with her anymore.

Nonetheless, William still secretly disagreed with Maisie’s opinion.

After all, William was also an inscription master, so he knew better than an ordinary person how difficult it was to reach his position.

William was confident that behind the young man, there was an inscription master.

While the two were talking, Chris already prepared the paper, ink, and brush.

Soon, Maisie started to draw, and Molie’s image instantly appeared on the paper.

The portrait was so lifelike, and it was almost the same as what Chris described.

Moreover, even Molie’s brows that were lifted upward were vividly drawn.

Maisie looked at the portrait she drew, and her heart ineffably beat faster.

Under Wiliam’s gesture, Chris walked forward to take a look at the painting, and he directly exclaimed, “It’s him! It’s him! The portrait’s so lifelike!”

“It seems that your painting skill has improved again, Lady Maisie,” William complimented her, “Now that we have this portrait, it’ll be easier for us to find him.

However, I’m afraid that this young man might not be from Evergreen Town, but he’s just passing by.

If he left Evergreen Town, it might be troublesome to find him.”

Maisie was confused.

After seeing the portrait that she drew, Maisie’s initially calm emotion suddenly rippled, and she could not concentrate on thinking anymore.

“Well, you should decide on it, Uncle William,” just as she was about to leave, Maisie added, “but, I have a request.”

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the last sentence, Maisie

an instant, her cheeks gradually warmed up,

details, and he just nodded his head to

and thought, “There are some patterns that I

we can find that young man, I can ask for his

that way, I can

heard Maisie’s thoughts, he would stare at

all, William regarded Maisie as

could not be puzzled over

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used for its concentrated vital energy, but also the

of a Hunting Whale

journey in reaching the fifth stage of True Martial Realm.” Molie wandered around, and he caught

left the business district without realizing it, and he

scent came

The Fundamental Law of a Hunting Whale also started

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thought of this,

so hungry that he felt every drop of

and directly walked into the

seat on the second floor by

soon

thought that Molie would not eat

the menu and started picking out a long list of names, the waiter was

ordering a long list of food,

wild animals

equal to a warrior’s strength, whereas monsters were comparable to

extraordinary powers, and it was extremely dangerous to

the monster meat would be

would

ordered, it

even eat this amount in

but be suspicious of Molie and wondered if

noticed that the waiter still stood there and did