The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

Caspian looked at Steve coldly.

Even though Steve’s fingers approached, Caspian did not appear fearful.

Instead, the mockery on his face became more intense.

Caspian did not seem to be afraid of Steve.

No.

More precisely, he appeared to care less about angering the other party!

In truth, Caspian also understood that if he timidly begged for mercy, it would only arouse the other party’s more intense ferocity.

Besides, Caspian was never a person who would beg for mercy.

His belief was straightforward, if someone hurt him now, he would return it by tenfold or a hundredfold.

Caspian would never leave a grudge unattended, and Steve would surely die tonight!

Just as Steve’s fingernails eyes, an ethereal and clear sound of a flute was suddenly heard in the night sky.

In an instant, the surrounding wind seemed to become chiller, making people feel refreshed.

When Steve heard the flute, he immediately froze.

His fingertips, almost touching Caspian’s eyelids, stopped.

On the other hand, Caspian did not blink, and there was still a faint smile on his face as he quietly looked at Steve.

He could see Steve’s almost rotten face twitching, and there was a look of horror in his eyes.

Steve’s hand even trembled.

Caspian looked past Steve, watching the sky-high flames in the distance.

That was…

That should be the direction of the imperial city, and it did not seem that Steve escaped too far.

Great… Great…

mumbled, “How… Is this

something and

Caspian also noticed his vision went blurry, and he caught a whiff

was light, like the unique and cahning aroma while walking in a

Caspian and behind Steve, a

it was a lady who looked about the same age as Caspian, and she wore a

woman appeared aloof, different from Solana’s

there was a

sight, she would not make anyone feel that she was hard to befriend, yet

appearance and temperament easily

more violently when he saw the lady

Aren’t you commanding the wave of monsters in the capital? What… What are you doing here..?” Steve’s lips quivered, and

light as sharp

stronger spiritual Qi and he could not move, one could still feel the

before he died kept ringing in

too because you

woman called Jezebel Morrey! Wesley, the sect and individual cultivators’ death, as

and his murderous

wanted to send the woman to apologize to

Caspian, but the girl named Jezebel just glanced at Caspian lightly before

this Princess Charlotte?” A soft and gentle voice

impossible to believe that this was the mastermind behind the tragedy in Darnley Valley

drastically changed, but he still nodded in

Caspian’s breathing became faster.

afraid of Jezebel, but he could not restrain the urge to kill that

Thud, thud!

madly impacted the sealed meridians,

hate me,” Jezebel’s attention was finally

clear eyes and a hint of curiosity, she tilted her head slightly and looked at

probably be

was also surprised at Caspian’s

Caspian before, Caspian did not seem to have such a

he resented the woman

that guy born to hate

a

and gentle voice sounded again, but there was a doubt

I’ve

if they could see a person’s deepest thoughts, and her gaze was as if asking Caspian,