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.

a strong spiritual sense, and he had

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

took a sniff in the wind and immediately analyzed that the

first, and by the time they found him, their camp was already

it was unrealistic for them

that other people were nearby, the expressions of

and seemed to

one of them walked toward Caspian with

from?” The man in his mid-thirties smiled brightly like a

fire was already cooked, and he shared

piece of meat

Caspian ate a piece of meat, whereas Handsome ate

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 to the naked eye,

he

and looked at the man, saying

Leaving at dawn.”

did not mention how many people were with him but said he was only passing

words, he immediately returned

for a

could not be described as gorgeous,

it matched his body

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

was the second stage of Pulse Control

a teenager to

big clans in the surrounding

man was also a person who traveled a lot

scanned through Caspian’s demeanor, dressing, and realm in his mind and quickly discerned that Caspian was from a wealthy family of cultivators, and he was

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

the young were usually

saw how ruthless the world could be or they were beaten by reality, they always felt that they were the best

felt Caspian’s words sounded

to express that he did not know him, so

man thought Caspian

thought of that, the man’s smile bloomed