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.

strong spiritual sense, and he had

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

they found him, their camp was already set up,

unrealistic for them to leave

that other people were nearby, the expressions of the group of people were

together and seemed to be discussing

them walked toward Caspian with the leg

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

was already cooked, and he shared it with

the huge difference in size between the man and the pig, the piece of meat that Caspian ate was

be precise, Caspian ate a piece of meat,

the man saw the little white pig jump up on the pile of meat and crunch on a piece of meat the size of an adult, which disappeared at speed visible

he forgot

his food and looked at the

Leaving at dawn.”

people were with him but said he was only passing by and

words,

stared at Caspian for a moment,

could not be described as gorgeous, it

it matched his body and

that Caspian was not an ordinary person

Caspian’s realm was the second stage

extremely rare for a teenager to reach

so-called genius children of many big clans in the

a person who traveled a

his mind and quickly discerned that Caspian was from a wealthy family of cultivators, and he was

the family allowed the children to go out to practice alone, there might be many reasons, but it

the young were usually

the world could be or they were beaten by reality, they always felt that they were the best in

judgment, the man felt Caspian’s words sounded different

express that he did not know him, so he did not have

the man thought Caspian showed

the thought of that,