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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 579

Hann was stunned for a moment, but his heart was swiftly filled with monstrous anger.

Then, he swung his sleeves fiercely, shouting, “You’re just playing tricks!”

The sneer on Hann’s face disappeared completely, and he glared at Solana.

“Once we enter the ring, I’ll make sure you regret what you just said!”

Solana did not respond to him.

Instead, she turned around and walked back.

When she saw Maya and the others surrounding her with concern, Solana reacted.

She shook her head and assured everyone, “I’ll try my best…”

Then, Solana raised her head and saw Caspian standing at the back of the crowd.

She pursed her lips and clenched her fists tightly.

After the draw was over, the first game was about to start.

Except for Solana, who stayed beside the ring, everyone else returned to the stands and took a seat.

Although the Heavenly Stars Sect participants were full of fighting spirit for today’s game, they were still a little nervous as the game was imminent.

Not long after Caspian sat down, he saw a white figure sitting next to him from the corner of his eye.

Then, he caught a whiff of the familiar faint fragrance, and Caspian knew who it was without turning his head.

”What brings you here?” Caspian smiled gently.

“I can’t get a clear view from there,” Jessica pouted slightly, “Besides, since you didn’t go there, I had to take the initiative to come over.”

Before she finished speaking, Jessica felt her little hand being held by Caspian.

In an instant, her heart skipped a beat, and her cheeks were hot.

Nevertheless, she did not pull her hand away.

After a moment of silence, Caspian suddenly said, “I don’t think it’s a good idea.”

“Huh?” Jessica looked at him, puzzled.

“I feel like your senior and junior brothers are going to eat me up.”

Jessica looked in the direction Caspian pointed at, and she quickly found that on the side of the Dark Moon Sect, all the male disciples looked at Caspian with hateful eyes, and there was resentment and jealousy in their gaze.

Caspian then looked at Lucy, the most striking one among the group.

“And the little girl…”

Jessica immediately burst into laughter and fell into Caspian‘s embrace.

That action of hers was like a spoonful of boiling water being poured into the boiling oil, causing an uproar on the side of the Dark Moon Sect, and male disciples suddenly jumped up.

Robert, who was behind the crowd, tried his best to maintain his composure.

However, the anger in his eyes was eager to burn Caspian to ashes, and his clenched fists continued to pierce his nails into his flesh.

“You’re not afraid of me getting into trouble,” Caspian sighed helplessly.

Nonetheless, even though he said so, he held Jessica’s hand tighter.

Soon, their fingers interlaced and clasped tightly together.

Feeling the scorching temperature, Jessica’s cheeks flushed further, and she said softly, “Are you even afraid of trouble? The last time those seniors wanted to mess with you, you ended up teaching them a horrible lesson.

I heard that when Joshua came back, his face was crooked due to anger.

In the end, he had to ask for help from the elder to restore his mouth to its original position.”

“Was it that serious?” Caspian did not hear of it, and his eyes widened in shock.

Jessica swiftly covered her mouth and chuckled as if she imagined that interesting scene.

Her brows and eyes curved, and her shoulders trembled.

After a while, she restrained her expression and asked seriously, “Casper, tell me the truth.

What do you think of this match?”

“What do you think?” Caspian did not answer her but questioned her back.

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