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?”

Handsome give

normal pet wouldn’t have to pay,

one, however, is an unusual one,” replied the

were even more

lesson, they

thirty fedulings!” announced the man with

Simmons family members nodded

”Fine!” Caspian said curtly.

to argue with them and handed over an

“You!”

Simmons family were

Caspian to protest, so they had a reason to

did not expect him to hand over

mole stood frozen

and snatched the money from Caspian’s hand, but did not move out of the

way?” Caspian asked

I mean…” the man with the mole stammered with a flustered expression on his

came across a rare golden goose, but only managed

not possibly be satisfied with

a middle-aged man with

was clear that the man was someone of

and examined Caspian and Maya while

advanced to the second stage of the Pulse Control Realm a few days ago, we were

saw a young man and young woman

honor

Do you know

disciple of martial arts, Maya naturally refused

a crime, she could no longer

waited for

with the goatee’s

don’t care who

offenders are punishable by law, be they royalty

money, then open up your bags and let us search! Otherwise, you’re

”That’s right!”

bags and let us

members jeered

Maya cried as her cheeks

expect these

who we are? We

Maya off before she could finish her