The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1088

Happy Smith glared at Caspian and said, “The law can’t punish people from Crape Myrtle Sect!”

Caspian said with a faint smile, “Do you mean that Heaven’s Edge Sect can’t control your Crape Myrtle Sect?“

“Then…” Happy Smith was about to speak when he suddenly realized that Caspian’s words were really harsh.

No matter how influential the Crape Myrtle Sect was, it was just an organization formed by the disciples of Heaven’s Edge Sect. If his words had reached the ears of the senior leaders of Heaven’s Edge Sect, Happy Smith could guarantee that nothing would happen to the Crape Myrtle Sect. After all, its influence was there. But he, who had been lured to say those words, would definitely be used as a scapegoat.

“How dare you trick me?” Happy Smith narrowed his eyes and a fierce look appeared on his face.

“Do you want to fight?” Caspian also showed his white teeth.

Although he was smiling, his eyes were countless times more fierce than Happy Smith’s.

“The kind that won’t stop until one of us dies?”

Although the realm of Caspian was not as high as Happy Smith’s, Happy Smith had to admit that at this moment, he was still shocked by the momentum of Caspian. It was the first time since he joined the Crape Myrtle Sect that a new disciple dared to talk to him like this, and the other party even said such words. Moreover, Happy Smith was concerned about the fact that Caspian had grabbed his wrist.

Since Caspian dared to say that, he was confident. But if he gave up now, he would lose face.

For a moment, Happy Smith’s face was full of uncertainty. Sunshine Lydia and Herd Norman, who were standing not far away, also looked at Caspian meaningfully. Obviously, the image of Caspian had been deeply engraved in their minds. The atmosphere at the scene became so tense that it was hard to breathe.

At this time, two rays of multicolored light came from the distance side by side and fell on the stone platform in an instant.

They were none other than the horse-faced cultivator and the seemingly sloppy cultivator who had opened the passageway for everyone at the foot of the mountain.

“What‘s going on?” The horse-faced cultivator looked around and frowned.

The other party was an elder of the sect and an cultivator of Heavenly Spirit Realm. Happy Smith’s attitude suddenly changed. But even so, he just had something to say and did not show too much respect.

“Master, the three of us are here to investigate something under the Crape Myrtle Law,” Happy Smith said.

The horse-faced cultivator nodded slightly when he heard the words “Crape Myrtle Law”, and the expression on his face obviously eased a lot.

Seeing the change in his expression, the hearts of everyone present suddenly sank. It seemed that the horse-faced cultivator was also on the side of Crape Myrtle Sect.

“And then?” At this time, the horse-faced cultivator asked again, “How did this happen?”

Of course, he was referring to the people who had just been sent flying.

“Those who disobey the Crape Myrtle Law will naturally be punished,” Happy Smith said matter-of-factly.

“Yes, as long as the Crape Myrtle Law is raised high, even the laws of Heaven’s Edge Sect can be trampled on,” Caspian sneered.

“I didn’t say that!” Happy Smith immediately denied it loudly.

“There were many people here listening just now,” Caspian sneered repeatedly.

At this moment, the horse-faced cultivator suddenly interrupted Caspian. He looked at the crowd and said in a cold voice, “Did anyone hear it just now? Anyone who heard it, come out and let me have a look.”

Seeing this, Caspian shook his head slightly.

It seemed that the Crape Myrtle Sect was more powerful than he had imagined. Moreover, it seemed that the influence of Crape Myrtle Sect was not only limited to Heaven’s Edge Sect, but also to Carson Montgomery according to his tone. But Caspian didn’t know what kind of role the Crape Myrtle Sect would play in his future.

Seeing the horse-faced Master supporting him, Happy Smith became more and more fearless. He first glanced at Caspian, then pointed at the cultivator whose arm had just been seriously injured by him and said fiercely, “Boy, let me ask you, how did your hand get hurt?”

After that, the cultivator hurriedly lowered his head and did not dare to look at Caspian.

“Did you see that? I didn’t say anything like that, and I didn’t hurt anyone,” Happy Smith smiled hideously as he looked at Caspian. “Kid, I’m afraid I’ll have to explain to you what kind of punishment you will receive for framing the fellow disciples.”