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.

I’d take the opportunity of this nation’s official religion election to persuade her to

“If you

so distressed seeing

Lucy, and tears glimmered

only a maid in Jessica’s mind but more like

helplessly, how could she, the elder sister,

still shook his head,

relationship, so you can’t bear mistreating

must think of it

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

words, separate due

when we go

60 years is

at least ten or twenty years, and there are

Physique, and your cultivation speed

even need 100 years to ascend to

time, if Lucy can’t follow in your footsteps, do you think she can still be with

day when someone will stop her openly or secretly, even if you

wants her follower to be just a

Moreover…”

a moment, then continued, “You

and does not work hard, she’ll be a frail old woman with a

just a

leaps and bounds, and

is like walking through the bamboo forest

up to you

afraid you can’t stop and wait for

think of her again, Lucy’s probably

hit Jessica’s worst

faintly pale as if she thought of the worst possibility, and her body could

I’m afraid of… Lucy’s like a family member, and I’m scared that one day

she doesn’t try hard to catch up with you, then this situation is unavoidable when your realm gets higher in the future,” Caspian sighed, “People’s hearts will