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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 102

“Why is it him?”

When Ralph walked into the hall, he saw Hezti in the ring.

At first, he was stunned, but soon he gritted his teeth in anger.

At that moment, Ralph’s forehead was wrapped in a big headscarf.

Paired with his long tunic, Ralph appeared absurd.

Nonetheless, Ralph had no choice as he lost the bet with Frank.

Moreover, Hezti even deliberately mentioned the stake in front of William, causing Ralph to be unable to renege on their promises.

Hence, he could only write the words, kept man, on his face.

Thankfully, Simon, who was responsible for writing those words, was still kind.

He did not write them on Ralph‘s cheek but his forehead to make it easy for Ralph to cover them.

As for Simon, once he realized Ralph actually provoked William’s friend, he naturally could not be close with Ralph anymore.

After writing those words, he went back preoccupied with troubles.

However, Ralph and Faye were not able to return just like that.

After all, they went out to buy a few items and materials as Ralph would represent the White family to grab the Dark Moon Sect’s spot in a month.

Hence, they would need some things to start preparing for that.

Nevertheless, as they felt too resentful, they came to the battle arena after shopping to relax by watching a few matches.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they entered the door, they met someone they did not want to see, Frank.

“What is that man doing in the arena! It’s such an annoying sight!” Ralph clenched his jaw.

On the other hand, as Faye walked into the hall, his head immediately buzzed as the crowd’s overwhelming applause was too loud.

Only when he heard Ralph’s words did he return to his senses.

When he noticed Hezti in the ring, Ralph widened his eyes in shock.

“Why is that guy here too?!”

The crowd continued shouting, and they cheered in unison and loudly.

“Eight consecutive wins!”

”Eight consecutive wins!”

They shouted in excitement, and anyone present could not help but feel their blood rushing too.

“Let’s find our seats first.” With a gloomy face, Ralph found their seats and started asking around.

When he heard that Hezti won seven matches straight, and his next game was about to begin soon, Ralph almost fell from his seat.

“Are you serious? He… He won seven matches straight?” Ralph stammered incoherently, and he felt as if his jaw froze.

The person beside him showed an annoyed expression.

“Why would I lie to you? There are so many people here, and everyone saw it with their own eyes.”

After saying that, the person ignored Ralph and focused on the ring again.

Ralph gasped and looked at Hezti in the arena, and his eyes flashed with shock, anger, embarrassment, fear, and such expressions.

Moreover, his face got more twisted.

“Faye, look! Isn’t that Jack Ford from the Ford family?” Faye whispered as he poked at Ralph.

Following Faye‘s line of sight, Ralph swiftly saw the tall Jack standing among the crowd far from them, and he held his arms as he stared indifferently at the ring.

Ralph gave it a thought and soon recalled something.

“That’s right! Jack has been competing in the battle arena for the past few days, and he has made a name for himself.

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