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.

we need to pay for pets?” Caspian

Handsome give him a sharp jab on

normal pet wouldn’t have to pay,

an unusual one,” replied

even more confident that the

him a lesson, they would be wasting a grand

same twenty, oh no, thirty fedulings!”

other Simmons family members nodded their heads

”Fine!” Caspian said curtly.

and handed over an

“You!”

Simmons family were completely caught

to protest, so they

not expect him to hand over the money

mole stood frozen

companions signaling at him, he reached out and snatched the money from Caspian’s hand, but did not move out

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

mole stammered with a flustered expression on his

rare golden goose, but only managed to get a

possibly be

moment, a middle-aged man with

someone of status amongst the

the group and examined Caspian

second stage of the Pulse Control Realm a

the time, someone saw a young man and young woman sneaking out

honor of

Do you know

naturally refused

crime, she could no longer hold back

for Caspian and

with the goatee’s

don’t care who you

offenders are punishable by law, be they royalty or

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

”That’s right!”

and let us examine

family members jeered and

cried as her cheeks flushed with

these people to

you know who we

off before she could finish