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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 250

Cultivators were not afraid of heat nor cold.

Even if it rained blades, they would not be afraid, let alone the heavy snow.

0n the other hand, the warriors would also think nothing of the blizzard as they were vigorous.

At that moment, those who panicked were ordinary people.

Compared to the physique of a cultivator or warrior, they were much weaker.

With the carriage slowing down, the storm roaring outside, and the temperature in the room dropping further, most ordinary people in the room started to feel uneasy.

Later, the children started to cry.

Hence, the adults’ comforting, impatient naggings and the quiet cursing at each other made the carriage noisy.

Even though it was not raucous, it was like countless mad bees buzzing nonstop.

With his hands behind his back, Wesley looked at the snow outside in a daze.

Then, after Maya gently comforted a small child, she walked over and asked, “Elder Wesley, since the carriage is being driven by the formation setup by our Heavenly Stars Sect, is there any way to let it move faster?”

”There is… But there’s no such need now.” Elder Wesley waved his hands.

“It‘s too much of a waste for the formation.”

“But…”

Without waiting for Maya to finish her sentence, Wesley interrupted her, “Listen to my order, and don’t meddle in other people’s business.”

“That… Alright… Elder Wesley…” Maya reluctantly retreated, sighing helplessly.

“Hey, old woman! Move away!” a voice sounded in the carriage.

Nori and the rest turned over and saw a tall and burly man with a young lady in his arms, cursing at an elderly woman.

“It’s so cold over there! D*mn old woman, it’s quite warm over here.

Since you’re going to die soon, you might as well give me your seat!” The burly man sneered.

“Hurry up! Stop dilly-dallying! Do you have a death wish?”

The elderly woman who was shouted at was an ordinary person.

She appeared to be in her late seventies, and her face was full of wrinkles.

Some people could not stand the scene, and they wanted to stand up for the elderly women.

However, the burly man’s gaze was like a sharp knife, and he was fierce-looking.

Moreover, his waist bulged, revealing the shape of a dagger.

Hence, those who wanted to help out immediately canceled the idea.

The elderly woman looked around.

Then, when she noticed that no one was willing to stand up for her, she stood up tremblingly with a sad face.

It was as if she would fall if the wind blew on her.

Nori and Maya could not bear it, and they wanted to warn the burly man not to bully others just because he was strong.

Nonetheless, before they could even move, they heard Wesley’s voice saying, “Stop right there.”

“Elder Wesley, we want to…” Maya explained.

“We’re away from the sect, so don’t meddle with other’s business.” Wesley frowned.

“Did you forget what I said?”

“But…” Maya cast a pleading look at Edgar.

Wesley did not give Nori any chance to speak.

“Since you two are out for a mission, you must listen to my orders.

I’m ordering you not to get into other people’s business, so just sit there quietly!”

As Wesley spoke, there was a rare sternness in his voice.

At that time, the elderly woman was already cast away to the corner by the burly man.

As for the guy, he went to take a seat with the young girl in his arms, looking proud.

No one knew what the burly man whispered in her ears, but the young lady giggled and rubbed herself on the man’s arm.

The burly man narrowed his eyes from the comfort.

“What a smug evil person!”

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