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.

pay for pets?”

“pet”, Caspian felt Handsome give

normal pet wouldn’t have to

is an unusual

the Simmons family were even more confident that the man

teach him a lesson, they would be

no, thirty

family members nodded their heads in

”Fine!” Caspian said curtly.

refused to argue with them and handed over an extra

“You!”

family were completely caught

so they had a reason to

not expect him to hand over

man with the mole stood frozen in

and snatched

the way?” Caspian asked as he threw

mole stammered with a flustered expression on

goose, but only managed to get

could not possibly

that moment, a middle-aged man with a

clear that the man was someone of status amongst the Simmons

the group and examined Caspian and Maya while stroking his

advanced to the second stage of the Pulse Control

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

would do us the honor of coming back to us and

about? Do you know who we are?” Maya scowled as she raised her

Maya naturally refused to argue with the

them of a crime, she could

waited for

the goatee’s

care who

are punishable by law, be

steal our money, then open up your bags and

”That’s right!”

and let us examine

other Simmons family members jeered and

her cheeks flushed

these people to be so

you know who we

Maya off before she could