The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

The other Simmons men who charged toward Caspian and Maya before were now frozen in their tracks.

Every one of their faces manifested shock, terror, and confusion.

To the men, the change in Caspian’s demeanor from his earlier composure was too great.

He handed over the fedulings with such calm just moments before, but he stood with his foot on a man’s face and demanded a ridiculous amount of spirit stones, which were much more valuable.

“You… You… You…”

The man with the mole on his cheek stammered nervously.

He wanted to say threatening words, but he could not even spit out a complete sentence at that moment.

“Stop mumbling and hand over the money!” Caspian snapped, then landed his hand on the man’s cheek and sent him falling to the ground.

The man felt like he was run into by a giant, raging beast.

His vision went dark, and a wave of blood gushed up his throat.

His entire body felt like all his bones were being crushed as he lay motionless on the ground.

The remaining Simmons men felt a chill at the sight before them.

They snapped back to reality and screamed in terror as they scattered in different directions in a panicked frenzy.

“Trying to run?” Caspian said with a cold smile, then stepped forward.

Caspian’s skills and techniques were a thousand times more advanced than that of the scurrying Simmons men.

In an instant, apart from the one man that he let go on purpose, the other Simmons family members were swiftly smacked to the ground and dragged back to the checkpoint, stacked into a pile of limp bodies.

“Are you planning on making them pay a ransom for these men?” Maya asked.

They were not on Heavenly Stars Sect’s territory at that moment.

If they got in trouble, it would not be easy to settle things.

Handsome, who squatted on Caspian’s shoulder, could not help but roll his eyes at the sight of Maya’s concerned expression.

he would have enthusiastically clapped his little hooves together and sung

said, “That’s up to the head of

spirit stones per head for the seven men, as well as the one that was let go, for a total of 400 spirit stones, then everything would be settled then and there. However, if the Simmons head were to

stood waiting on the spot with

a spirit boat was seen speeding toward them from a

at each other and saw surprise in

enough to own a spirit boat However, they could not figure out why a family that could afford a spirit boat would set up a

at a much faster speed than a typical

boat came to a halt about

in a long, black

have

from Caspian, the man

“You‘re dead!”

an instant, the sword’s beams swept down like a tidal

ruthless murderous intent filled

enveloped in the ruckus as if he was moments

you!” Maya cried out

what she could tell, that fool was nothing but

was greatly disrespectful to her

riled Maya up the most was the fact that, despite being a high-level member of the Simmons family, the man arrived and drew his sword with

opened his eyes just as Maya

instantly turned

was in complete contrast with the lightness

as he felt

make a move yet, but an unprecedented horror radiated from the bottom of the man’s heart and up to his

as if his crown was

reached out and

grabbed the man’s throat, then violently slammed him

bright streak of light surrounded the sword, then slashed down in a

followed was a shrill cry of pure agony from

moment, it was as if the spirit boat that was stopped

turned and sped

“Help! Somebody help me!”

screamed in the direction of the escaping