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…

“How…

seemed to realize something and

noticed his vision went blurry, and he caught

like the unique and cahning aroma while walking in a bamboo

and behind Steve, a

it was a lady who looked about the same age as Caspian, and she wore a long green tulle dress, holding a green flute

aloof, different from

was a hint of softness between

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

appearance and temperament easily made people feel good about

body trembled more violently when he saw the

of monsters in the capital? What… What are you doing here..?” Steve’s lips quivered, and

burst into light as sharp as a blade when

though his body was locked by Steve’s stronger spiritual Qi and he could not move, one could still feel the terrifying killing intent that erupted from Caspian’s

said before he died kept ringing in

woman, Jezebel, she wants to meet you too because you ruined her operation

sect and individual cultivators’ death, as well as the danger Caspian, Maya,

violently, and his murderous

to apologize to Wesley and

with Caspian, but the girl named

this Princess Charlotte?” A soft and gentle

to believe that this was the mastermind behind the tragedy in Darnley Valley by her appearance

complexion drastically changed, but he still

Caspian’s breathing became faster.

of Jezebel, but he could

Thud, thud!

blood and Qi madly impacted the

seem to hate me,” Jezebel’s attention was

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

probably be moved

surprised at

if he hurt the Caspian before, Caspian did not seem to have such

resented the woman

born

that thought, Steve felt a

and gentle voice sounded again, but there

think I’ve seen you

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