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.

will surely

making me feel embarrassed about

reply, George

saw a look of surprise

always have an obvious improvement, and that

arena’s long-standing

had not been able to meet Molie and asked for the

Molie made him feel

it was completely

Moon Sect’s inner disciple, and his

until now, only Morten was accepted as a disciple among

Realm cultivators, they were not qualified to

Ian‘s praise

for a moment before

he maintained his composure, looking

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

he

you tell me Molie was a fifth-stage of the True

George

that it won’t be long before he ascends into

their voice was so loud that the birds on the tree outside the room were startled

disbelief as he looked at Milos, and he stuttered, “This… This…

almost dropped to

James knew Molie better as he met Molie

Martial Realm warrior when he just arrived, yet, he was about to ascend

news, which meant it was

Molie knew that he

wished to keep it a secret, so he admitted, “Yes,

the changes in my body, and I seem to

iceberg, and there’s still a distance away from

and he was straightforward and frank,

instantly

demeanor, but he was also talented,

felt somewhat envious of

only lasted for a millisecond,