The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 690

Bowen’s voice was louder when he said that, causing everyone in the teahouse to look at them sideways.

Caspian touched his nose embarrassedly and muttered to himself, “So I have so many advantages, but I never noticed it before.”

“That’s why you must prepare yourself mentally, Casper,” Bowen persuaded patiently.

“I don’t think there’s a need for that,” Caspian thought and said, “Not to mention I already have a beautiful woman in my heart, but my ambition was never on this matter.

If she wants to choose one among the remaining people, Sebastian of our Heavenly Stars Sect is mature and prudent, Xander is unparalleled brave, Omar is kind and funny, and Emmett of Fauna Imperial Sect is very thoughtful.

It‘s normal for the princess to take a fancy to them.”

“In short, you still have the highest chance.

Casper, do you know why the White and Yates families in Evergreen Town wanted to get rid of you? Yet we only met once, but I already took the initiative to befriend you?” Bowen suddenly asked a question.

“No, I don’t,” Caspian answered honestly, and he also had that doubt in his heart.

When Caspian was in Evergreen Town, he heard about Bowen and knew that the man was an Evergreen Town, legend.

His character was suspicious, his strength was unfathomable, and he rarely appeared in the public eye.

Logically speaking, such a person should be eccentric.

However, it seemed that Bowen had no other issue besides being overly friendly.

Caspian’s puzzlement seemed to satisfy Bowen, and he giggled as he pointed to his eyes, saying, “From the first time I saw you, I can tell that you’re an incredible person.

Casper, other people have innate and acquired abilities, and I also have specific skills.

For the time being, you can understand it as the talent to see through people, and I believe that my vision is always right.”

Bowen’s tone was fascinating.

If he were in the street market, he would be regarded as a liar with a smart mouth.

Caspian has heard of a huckster named Morgan Richardson, who could make any beautiful woman stay loyal to him after a lot of flattery.

However, Caspian did not know what happened to the huckster after that.

At that time, even though Bowen’s words were suspicious, his expression was confident and serious.

“Talent to see through people…” Caspian looked at Bowen and mumbled.

Bowen nodded.

“That‘s right.

Casper, I think you should communicate with Lady Jessica first.

Otherwise Sigh.

You don’t want to go through my tragic experience.”

Caspian was surprised to find tears in Bowen’s eyes as if he recalled something unbearable.

Not only that, after Bowen finished speaking, he turned his head to the side with a tragic look on his face and slowly lifted one of his sleeves.

Caspian gasped at the sight of the scars crisscrossing the arm under Bowen’s sleeve.

“That’ s horrifying…”

Caspian imagined Jessica’s murderous attitude when she drew her sword, and even someone as strong as him, felt his scalp tingle.

***

Just as Caspian and Bowen talked, a sect disciple dressed in ordinary clothes stood up and left.

After the sect disciple left the teahouse, he walked unhurriedly on the street for a while.

The Spiritual Palace was massive and could accommodate mountains and rivers.

However, due to the nation’s official religious election competition, the number of people entering was minimal.

Hence, certain places would be empty and silent.

Even so, the sect disciple looked around vigilantly, and after confirming that no one followed, he quickly rushed into a house next to him.

After entering the room, the person did not stop walking and came out from the back door.