The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

”Let’s eat, let’s eat.”

The rising bonfire reflected a red glow on Handsome’s face.

At that moment, the little white pig, which was the size of two fists of an adult, jumped with its hooves, looking forward to watching Caspian roast a large piece of wild beast meat on the fire.

Although wild animal meat was far less delicious than human cultivators, the roasted meat was still in line with Handsome’s taste.

Just as the meat was placed on the fire, the little white pig started drooling.

Then, Caspian sat cross-legged at one side, patiently waiting.

Suddenly, he noticed a group of people approaching from the corner of his eye.

There were about six people in that group, and it seemed that cultivators were among them too.

They did not walk in front of Caspian but stopped at a distance of more than 500 meters from him.

Judging from their actions, they appeared to be taking a night’s rest here too.

Caspian squinted when he saw them, but he did not do anything.

Instead, he shut his eyes again and started meditating.

In the wilderness and in that complex environment where good and bad people were mixed, no one was willing to make trouble for themselves.

Whether it was caravans or pedestrians passing by, they avoided each other as much as possible.

If they were too close to others, it was easy to attract dissatisfaction.

To avoid that kind of misunderstanding, especially when they rested at night, everyone tried their best to avoid suspicion.

Yet, the distance of more than 500 meters was extremely close for cultivators, let alone mortals.

Therefore, if one of the parties were ill-intentioned and attacked in the evening, the other party might not even have time to react.

If Caspian’s current position was someone else, they might immediately negotiate with the other campers who were so close to them.

Nonetheless, Caspian was not worried as he was confident that those people could not do anything to him.

sense, and he had Handsome the

its true ability, Caspian believed the pig’s sense of smell was

took a sniff in the wind and immediately analyzed that the other party’s group roasted at least five different kinds of

group did not notice Caspian at first, and by the time they found him, their camp was already set up, and

it was unrealistic for

expressions of the group of people

people gathered together and seemed to be discussing

them walked toward Caspian with the leg of an unknown

man, why are you alone? Where are you from?” The man in his mid-thirties smiled brightly like a

meat on the fire was already cooked, and he

and the pig, the piece of meat that

ate a piece of meat, whereas Handsome ate

jump up on the pile of meat and crunch on a piece of meat the size of an adult, which disappeared at speed visible to the naked eye, the man

a while, he

at the man, saying coldly, “Just

Leaving at dawn.”

but said he was only

the man heard Caspian’s words,

stared at Caspian for a moment, and his eyes

described as gorgeous, it

matched his

one could tell that Caspian was not an ordinary person or a child

the second stage of Pulse Control

extremely rare for a

in the surrounding countries were

who

dressing, and realm in his mind and quickly discerned that Caspian was from a wealthy family of

alone, there might be many reasons, but it could also be the young man’s arrogance and eagerness to

all, the young were

they never saw how ruthless the world could be or they were beaten by reality, they always felt that

judgment, the man felt Caspian’s

he did not know him, so he did

thought Caspian

that,