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

talent is making me feel

Ian’s reply, George

they saw a look of surprise in each

time Molie showed up, he would always have an obvious improvement, and that was enough to amaze

arena’s long-standing record, and they were

had not been able to meet Molie

said Molie made him feel embarrassed about

behind it was completely

the Dark Moon Sect’s inner disciple, and his

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

Realm cultivators, they

what Ian‘s praise

went blank for a moment before he finally

his composure, looking at Molie

“Master Ian, do you

laughed as he waved his

you tell me Molie was a fifth-stage of the

George and James

answered, “I can tell that it won’t be long before he ascends into the

George and James exclaimed, and their voice was so loud that the

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

jaw almost dropped to the

George, James knew Molie better as he met Molie when he just arrived at Lawrence

True Martial Realm warrior when

news, which meant it

he could

so he admitted, “Yes, Uncle James and

I seem to be able to

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

was straightforward and frank, yet it did not make the others feel

Ian instantly

calm demeanor, but he was

felt somewhat

lasted for a millisecond, and it quickly