The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Not long after, Molie saw the inner disciple that the Dark Moon Sect arranged to spectate the competition, as well as James and George, who entertained the guest.

The Dark Moon’s sect inner disciple was named Ian Cullen, and he appeared much younger than James, lest George, who already had a gray beard.

However, George and James treated the man respectfully, and they were extremely polite with him.

After all, not only was Ian a Dark Moon Sect’s inner disciple, but he was also a third stage of the Pulse Control Realm cultivator!

In the entire Evergreen Town, no one was equal with his realm.

Although George had the highest realm in the Lawrence family and achieved the peak of the second stage of the Pulse Control Realm, he was still incomparable to Ian.

It could be said that Ian could easily defeat ten Georges.

When Molie arrived, James introduced him to Ian, and Molie bowed at Ian.

It was apparent that Ian heard of Molie from James and George before Molie came.

Hence, Ian was looking at Molie with admiration.

After looking at Molie for a while, Ian’s expression suddenly changed, and the atmosphere in the room had a noticeable change.

”Master Ian, you’re…” George hurriedly asked.

However, Ian’s speed was so fast that none of those present could catch up to him.

He took a step forward and immediately grabbed Molie‘s wrist.

George and James appeared worried, James’ face was gradually paler, as he was worried that Molie might have provoked Ian somewhere.

If Molie angered Ian before the competition even started, James might as well dig himself a grave.

At this time, Molie still appeared calm, and he let Ian place his two fingers on his wrist.

Soon, Ian’s eyes glimmered with surprise, confusion, joy, excitement, and such emotions…

Then, Ian let go of his grip and returned to his seat.

There was an unmistakable smile on his face.

“Master Ian, may I know what’s going on…” James could not help asking.

Ian laughed.

the Lawrence family will surely win the other spot of

talent is making me feel

heard Ian’s reply, George and

a look of surprise in each other’s

showed up, he would always have an obvious improvement, and that was enough

battle arena’s long-standing record, and

able to

Molie made him

meaning behind it was

Ian was the Dark Moon Sect’s inner disciple,

was accepted as a disciple

they were not

Ian‘s

a moment before

his composure, looking at Molie

he asked puzzledly, “Master Ian, do you mind explaining what’s going

he

me Molie was a

right.” George

that it won’t

James exclaimed, and their voice was so loud that the birds on the tree outside the room

in disbelief as he looked at Milos, and he stuttered, “This… This… He’s going to be

almost dropped

James knew Molie better as he met Molie when he

well that Molie was only a third-stage True Martial Realm warrior when he just arrived, yet,

the news, which meant it was

Molie knew that he could not hide

never wished to keep it a secret, so he admitted, “Yes, Uncle James and

my body, and I seem to be

the tip of the iceberg, and there’s still a distance away from actually realizing

nor brag, and he was straightforward and frank, yet it did not make

instantly admired Molie

demeanor, but he was also talented, polite, and knew how to carry himself

felt somewhat envious

the feeling only lasted for a millisecond, and