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 our

making me feel embarrassed

heard Ian’s reply, George and James

of surprise in each

an

the battle arena’s long-standing record, and they were even more

they had not been able to meet

even Ian said Molie made him feel

meaning behind it was completely

Sect’s inner disciple, and his status was

Morten was accepted as a disciple among

they were

Ian‘s praise was

moment before he finally regained

he maintained his composure, looking at

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

he waved his

tell me Molie was a fifth-stage of the

right.” George and James

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

that the birds on the tree outside the room

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

dropped to

he

Realm warrior when he

Ian broke the news, which

that he could not hide

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

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

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

were neither humble nor brag, and he was straightforward and frank, yet it

Ian instantly admired Molie

was also talented, polite, and knew how to carry

somewhat envious

only lasted for a millisecond, and