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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1221

The middle-aged cultivator obviously knew that. Before Caspian responded, he swore, and it was a vicious oath, indicating that the Louis family’s cultivation method and magic must satisfy Caspian.

The Louis family was a family with a thousand years of inheritance. Obviously, the middle-aged man also knew that his life was hanging by a thread. If he could not let Caspian keep him alive and expose his family’s whereabouts, it would be terrible.

The next few breaths seemed to be as long as hundreds of years for the middle-aged cultivator.

Finally, Caspian nodded. “I’ll give you a chance.”

The middle-aged cultivator heaved a long sigh of relief. Only then did he realize that his back was soaked. But the next moment, Caspian made another request that made the middle-aged man extremely embarrassed.

“Tell your family to send over the cultivation method and magic now.”

“This…” As soon as the middle-aged cultivator showed his embarrassment, he saw Caspian coldly sweeping toward him.

Suddenly, he was so scared that he trembled and his face turned pale. He quickly shouted, “I’m not lying, but it will take three days for them to reach at the fastest speed!”

“Three days?” Caspian squinted at the middle-aged cultivator and said with a faint smile, “Do you mean thatI should go to your house to get it?”

The implication was that if he let Caspian go by himself, he would not only get the ice-bound cultivation method and magic of the Louis family.

“I really didn’t play any tricks,” The middle-aged cultivator was so anxious that he was about to cry. “Our family is originally in Bromocorah City. This is the hinterland of the swamp. In general, we will not come here… This time, if we hadn’t heard that there were zombies coming back to life, we wouldn’t have gone so deep…”

“Are you here to get rid of the zombies?” Caspian interrupted the middle-aged cultivator.

The middle-aged cultivator was stunned.

He didn’t know what Caspian meant at the moment, but he had to force himself to tell the truth. “Yes, yes!”

“Have the zombies been removed?” Caspian continued to ask indifferently.

“It has been removed. There are only two,” said the middle-aged cultivator.

Caspian was silent. He did not want to blame himself for killing people who came to the swamp to get rid of zombies.

It was one thing for the Lu family to kill zombies, but it was another thing for them to come to plot against him. Therefore, there was no logic to fail in these two things. But since the Louis family had gotten rid of the zombies, it was also a good thing, so Caspian decided to give the middle-aged cultivator a chance. Moreover, even if the middle-aged man was playing tricks at this moment, there was nothing to be afraid of. To some extent, Caspian still hoped that the other side would lie to him.

“If you don‘t lie to me, how can I have a reason to ask you for things I want?”

Since he had made a windfall, Caspian had to admit that he was a little addicted to it. It had been a year since he last made a fortune.

Finally, under the anxious and fearful eyes of the middle-aged cultivator, Caspian gave an answer, “Okay, I’ll give you some time. Three days later, ask your clansmen to bring their cultivation methods and magics here. You’ll be here too… But I’m not sure if I will come back on time three days later.”

This time, there was no need for Caspian to say more.

The middle-aged cultivator immediately said, “If you don‘t come, we will wait here until you come.”

Caspian nodded with satisfaction.

“In any case, remember, when I come here, if I don’t see you and your fellow clan members, or if I don’t see what I want, I will go to your clan and get it myself.”

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