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.

family will surely win the other spot of our

making me

heard Ian’s reply,

look of

he would always have an obvious improvement, and that was

arena’s

not been able to meet Molie

Ian said Molie made

meaning behind it

Ian was the Dark Moon Sect’s inner disciple, and his

until now, only Morten was accepted as a disciple among the

George and James being Pulse Control Realm cultivators, they were not qualified to

what Ian‘s praise was

blank for a moment before he finally regained

he maintained his composure, looking

asked puzzledly, “Master Ian, do you mind explaining

he waved

was a fifth-stage

George and James

tell that it won’t be long before he ascends into the

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

he looked at Milos, and he stuttered, “This… This… He’s going

dropped to

he met Molie when

True Martial Realm warrior when

the news, which

knew that he could not hide

a secret, so

in my body, and I seem to be able

there’s still a distance away from

words were neither humble nor brag, and he was straightforward and frank, yet it did not make the

instantly

have a calm demeanor, but he was also talented, polite,

Ian felt somewhat envious

lasted for a millisecond, and