The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 552

The other Simmons men who charged toward Caspian and Maya before were now frozen in their tracks.

Every one of their faces manifested shock, terror, and confusion.

To the men, the change in Caspian’s demeanor from his earlier composure was too great.

He handed over the fedulings with such calm just moments before, but he stood with his foot on a man’s face and demanded a ridiculous amount of spirit stones, which were much more valuable.

“You… You… You…”

The man with the mole on his cheek stammered nervously.

He wanted to say threatening words, but he could not even spit out a complete sentence at that moment.

“Stop mumbling and hand over the money!” Caspian snapped, then landed his hand on the man’s cheek and sent him falling to the ground.

The man felt like he was run into by a giant, raging beast.

His vision went dark, and a wave of blood gushed up his throat.

His entire body felt like all his bones were being crushed as he lay motionless on the ground.

The remaining Simmons men felt a chill at the sight before them.

They snapped back to reality and screamed in terror as they scattered in different directions in a panicked frenzy.

“Trying to run?” Caspian said with a cold smile, then stepped forward.

Caspian’s skills and techniques were a thousand times more advanced than that of the scurrying Simmons men.

In an instant, apart from the one man that he let go on purpose, the other Simmons family members were swiftly smacked to the ground and dragged back to the checkpoint, stacked into a pile of limp bodies.

“Are you planning on making them pay a ransom for these men?” Maya asked.

They were not on Heavenly Stars Sect’s territory at that moment.

If they got in trouble, it would not be easy to settle things.

Handsome, who squatted on Caspian’s shoulder, could not help but roll his eyes at the sight of Maya’s concerned expression.

If it were not for Maya’s presence, he would have enthusiastically clapped his little hooves together and sung Caspian’s praises!

Hearing Maya’s worry, Caspian chuckled and said, “That’s up to the head of the Simmons family.”

If the Simmons head behaved well and paid 50 spirit stones per head for the seven men, as well as the one that was let go, for a total of 400 spirit stones, then everything would be settled then and there. However, if the Simmons head were to refuse and insist on standing up for his men, then Caspian could not guarantee what consequences would follow.

Caspian stood waiting on the spot with his arms crossed.

In less than 30 minutes, a spirit boat was seen speeding toward them from a distant meadow.

Caspian and Maya glanced at each other and saw surprise in each other’s eyes.

They did not expect the Simmons family to be wealthy enough to own a spirit boat However, they could not figure out why a family that could afford a spirit boat would set up a checkpoint to rob people under the pretense of collecting congratulatory gifts.

The spirit boat traveled at a much faster speed than a typical cultivator would steer it.

Before long, the boat came to a halt about 20 feet away from where Caspian stood.

When the boat’s cabin opened, a middle-aged man dressed in a long, black gown appeared and furiously charged toward Caspian.

“What ignorant fool dared lay a hand on my kin? You must have a death wish!” bellowed the man as he continued to charge ahead.

When he was about five feet away from Caspian, the man suddenly drew his sword and aimed it at Caspian.

“You‘re dead!”

In an instant, the sword’s beams swept down like a tidal wave.

An air-splitting noise and ruthless murderous intent filled the air.

Caspian was completely enveloped in the ruckus as if he was moments away from being shredded to pieces.

“How bold of you!” Maya cried out as she watched the black-clothed man.

From what she could tell, that fool was nothing but a first-stage cultivator of the Pulse Control Realm.