The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Once they made their decision, Caspian and Maya joined the queue and waited for their turn to climb the mountain.

It was not long until they reached the front of the queue.

Everyone that lined up in front of them were mortals.

To cultivators, 20 fedulings was nothing to throw a fuss over.

However, it was a large sum to mortals.

That was why the Simmons family, who set up the checkpoint to collect congratulatory gifts, could not escape the inevitable cries of displeasure and protest.

There was even the occasional scuffle.

Despite their wretchedness, the Simmons family were warriors, and there just happened to be a few of them standing guard at the checkpoint.

Even if people were unhappy and went as far as to cause a ruckus, things would settle down very quickly.

The Simmons warriors took one look at the little white pig sitting dignifiedly on Caspian’s shoulder, and their eyes lit up.

“A cultivator!”

It was obvious that the little white pig was a mythical monster, and anyone who was able to train a mythical monster would naturally be a cultivator.

The Simmons family members exchanged glances and saw hints of cautiousness in each other’s eyes.

After all, messing with mortals and messing with cultivators were two completely different matters.

“For two,” Caspian said as he reached out his hand and presented 40 fedulings, gesturing to himself first, then at Maya.

The Simmonses were taken aback by how nonchalantly Caspian handed the money over.

They expected that being a cultivator, Caspian would want to reveal his identity and give them a piece of his mind.

The mortals before him openly expressed their dissatisfaction, so they were prepared for a cultivator to act more pompously.

The Simmonses realized that the cultivator who stood before them was probably someone who did not want to cause trouble!

Upon that realization, an ominous spark appeared in the eyes of the Simmons member who blocked the path.

“What about that?” said one of the Simmons men who had a mole on his cheek.

He pointed at Handsome, obviously testing Caspian’s limits.

Maya’s brows furrowed, but she kept silent at the sight of Caspian’s indifference.

to pay for pets?” Caspian inquired

word “pet”, Caspian felt Handsome give him a sharp

normal pet wouldn’t have to pay,

however, is an unusual one,” replied

family were even

a lesson, they would be wasting

no, thirty fedulings!”

other Simmons family members nodded their

”Fine!” Caspian said curtly.

to argue with them and handed over an extra

“You!”

were completely

for Caspian to protest, so they had a reason to

not expect him to hand over the money so

man with the mole

out and snatched the money from

are you still in the way?” Caspian asked as he threw a glance at the

with a flustered expression on his face as he threw pleading

only managed to get a measly 30 fedulings from

possibly be

that moment, a middle-aged man with

the man was someone of status amongst

examined Caspian and

then said, “When the head of our family advanced to the second stage of the Pulse Control

someone saw a young man and young woman sneaking out of the family house

the honor of coming back to us and

know who we are?” Maya scowled as

naturally refused to argue with

them of a crime, she could no longer hold

Simmonses waited for Caspian and

the

don’t care

offenders are punishable by law, be they

bags and let us search! Otherwise, you’re coming

”That’s right!”

and let

family members jeered

her

not expect these

know who we

off before