The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

The sky was out of reach, and the green bamboo forest was like an endless sea.

In an instant, Lucy felt as if she was alone in the world.

The intense feelings of emptiness, loneliness, and fear surged in her small heart instantly.

“Lady Jessica… Lady Jessica…” Lucy sobbed, looked in a random direction, and rushed forward with brisk steps.

However, the surrounding sea of bamboos appeared the same from any angle.

Lucy did not know how long she walked, but the forest seemed to have no end.

Even when she was out of breath, there was still no exit sign.

There was fear in Lucy’s eyes, and she pursed her lips, about to burst into tears again.

“Where am I… Lady Jessica, idiot Casper, where have you all gone… I want to go home…” Little Lucy, who now appeared like a fifteen-year-old girl, desperately wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Finally, after weeping a few times, she squatted on the ground, hugging her knees and crying.

At that time, behind a few green bamboos not far from Lucy, Caspian and Jessica stood side by side, quietly watching Lucy curled into a ball.

They were near, but Lucy did not notice them at all.

Lucy cried so hard that it was heartbreaking.

Jessica thought it was pitiful, and she was about to step forward.

However, before she could even take a step, Caspian stopped her.

When Jessica turned to look at Caspian, she immediately found him shaking his head lightly at her.

“But…” Jessica opened her mouth, wanting to say something.

“When you wrote to me before, you told me that Lucy was extremely lazy in her cultivation, and you were reluctant to make her work hard.

hoped that I’d take the opportunity of this nation’s official religion election to persuade her to practice hard and don’t waste her

looked at Jessica and continued, “If you go now, my effort will

so distressed seeing her

and tears glimmered in her

they were young, and Lucy was not only a maid

could she, the elder

shook

relationship,

must think

to be soft-hearted today and give up letting her practice hard, or

separate

we go from a warrior to a Pulse Control

is nothing for

ten or twenty years, and there are countless situations where

Physique, and your cultivation speed is by no means comparable to

years to ascend to the

that time, if Lucy can’t follow in your footsteps, do you think she

openly or secretly, even if

one wants her follower to

Moreover…”

a moment, then continued, “You have a long

still acts childishly and does not work hard, she’ll be a frail

is just a difference in

is advancing by leaps and bounds, and Lucy remained because

gap between you two is like walking

up to you until she’s left

I’m afraid you can’t stop and wait for

again, Lucy’s

words hit Jessica’s worst

she thought of

time, Jessica whispered, “This is exactly what I’m afraid of… Lucy’s like a family member, and I’m scared that one day she’ll get old and leave me, but I

unavoidable when your realm gets higher in the future,” Caspian sighed,