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.

it seems that the Lawrence family will surely win the

making me feel

they heard Ian’s reply, George

they saw a look of surprise in each other’s

always have an obvious improvement, and that was enough to

heard that Molie broke the battle arena’s long-standing record, and

had not been able to meet Molie and asked

Molie made

it was

Sect’s inner disciple, and his

now, only Morten was accepted as a disciple

cultivators, they were not qualified to enter

Ian‘s

blank for a moment before he

he maintained his composure, looking

he asked puzzledly, “Master Ian, do you

he waved his

a fifth-stage

George and James

chuckled and answered, “I can tell that it won’t be long before

exclaimed, and their voice was so loud that the birds

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

almost dropped

Molie better as he met

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

the news, which meant

knew that he

it a secret, so he

feel the changes in my body, and I seem to be able to feel the mysterious energy

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

he was straightforward and frank, yet it did not make the

instantly admired Molie

but he was also talented, polite,

felt somewhat envious of

lasted for a millisecond, and it quickly