The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

As Yolanda used a shape-shifting inscription, he appeared to be a young man around 20 years old.

Holding a white horse with a knife on his waist, he looked like someone from a noble family, and no one would relate him to Maurina from Evergreen Town.

After leading the horse forward for a while, Yolanda suddenly discovered a checkpoint on the official road toward the mountain.

However, this road was not only the access toward the Dark Cloud Forest’s outback, but it was also leading toward other towns.

He looked over and saw around seven people blocking at the checkpoint, and it seemed like they were arguing about something.

Yolanda led the horse toward them and heard one of the men say, ‘We’ve never heard that we need to pay to get there.’

The people who set up the checkpoint were four warriors.

Facing the few ordinary men, the martial artists sounded more righteous.

One of the warriors, who appeared to be in his mid-thirties, sneered.

Then, he poked at a man’s chest.

The person who spoke just now immediately retreated a few steps back, covering his chest as he kept gasping for air.

He was unable to say a word.

When the others saw the warrior made a move, their faces immediately changed.

At the end of the day, they were still ordinary people, and were not a match for a warrior, let alone four.

Realizing that they were frightened, the warrior laughed grimly.

“You might not have heard it before, but you’re hearing it now.

We’re also reasonable people, so you’ll just need to pay two fedulings for each person to get in.

Otherwise, you can choose to take a detour.

We didn’t set a roadblock there.”

Hearing what the warrior said, the few men showed a bitter expression.

A detour might sound simple, but in truth, they would need to bypass most of the Dark Cloud Forest, which would take about at least half a month.

They wanted to argue and reason, but when the few warriors glared at them, they did not dare to say anything.

Then, they shakingly passed more than a dozen fedulings, and hurriedly walked away from the checkpoint.

Yolanda queued behind the group of people.

whether the official route had a checkpoint before, but

want to waste his time here,

passed through, Yolanda led his horse forward

in his mid-thirties was about to let Yolanda pass when

horse has yet to pay the

mid-thirties was shocked, but

be from a wealthy family and did not have any experience traveling outside, so

Hence, he swiftly nodded.

charged too, and it’ll be more expensive

to pay a toll too?” Yolanda

an easy target, but he was unwilling to argue

mid-thirties did

at Yolanda’s money pouch

the same thing, and their eyes were

not all of Yolanda’s property,

warriors would usually only get about thirty fedulings each day at the checkpoint

of fedulings was hundreds

their

going to let

his mid-thirties finally regained his senses,

you shouting?! You shocked me! What

me go?” Yolanda swept his

“That’s fine too.

use this road, so return the fedulings I gave you

the fedulings? Dream on!” The warrior

other warriors also took a step forward, and they instantly blocked Yolanda‘s escape

sized the few men up and down, and he mocked, “What are

Yolanda’s question, they

One of them snorted.

I think you look

pass by this

our bags full

to catch that man, but

rest of the men drew out a

us check

problem, we’ll let

obvious that once Yolanda’s money pouch went to them, he would never

with these men

finding the sun-seeker grass was

the more Yolanda compromised, the more the men thought

were acting arrogantly and pushing their

the thought of that,