The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 97

When Sonya heard Bolot’s explanation, he found it funny but embarrassing at the same time.

“Aren’t you happy to be ranked among the top ten?” Bolot looked at Sonya all puzzled.

Her long lashes fluttered slightly, and with those big puppy eyes, Bolot appeared charming.

“In the beginning, no one knew about me, but now I’m being pushed into the teeth of the storm, and I don’t even know how many people are paying attention to me.

Moreover, I can’t pretend like I’m an ignorant fool anymore.

How can I be happy about that?” Sonya answered helplessly.

Bolot was first taken back, but she quickly showed a smile.

Soon, the smile became laughter, and Bolot covered her mouth as she giggled.

Sonya looked at Bolot in confusion.

To be frank, Bolot was indeed gentle and beautiful.

Even when she laughed, Bolot made others feel warmth, just like a gentle spring breeze blowing at one’s face.

No matter how one looked at her, Bolot’s beauty was pleasing to their eyes.

After laughing for a while, Bolot felt Sonya staring, and her face instantly flushed.

Then, she stopped and cast a blameful gaze at Ludwig.

“Are you afraid?”

Sonya admitted “A little bit.”

His honesty stunned Bolot again.

Ordinary people would insist that they were not afraid, even if they were.

No matter what, they would bite the bullet and deny it so that they would appear fearless.

Bolot noticed that Sonya’s thoughts were still hard to grasp.

“Think about it.

Initially, I’m able to practice and improve myself secretly, and no one will be wary of me as I’m unknown.

Hence, during the competition, I can shock everyone.

Instead, I’m now ranked in the top ten, and I’m also one of the favorites to get the Dark Moon Sect’s spot.

When that day comes, everyone will surely think that I’m a strong opponent.

Even if it only takes them 70% of their effort to beat me, they’ll still use 110% during that day.

Thus, how happy can I be?”

Sonya rubbed his temples, looking annoyed.

However, he was also aware that one would not be able to make an omelet without breaking an egg.

Since Sonya defeated Ashton and received the benefits, then it was inevitable to pay the price with his reputation.

That time, Bolot did not laugh anymore.

Instead, there was a hint of seriousness on her face as she said, “Actually, you only need to choose to skip the fear.”

“What choice?”

Bolot did not answer Sonya’s question, but she replied, “At first, I wanted to send someone to invite you over and notify you about this matter.

Since you’re here today, I might as well just tell you about it.”

Sonya understood that it concerned the matter William mentioned before, so he straightened his posture and urged, “Please, do spill.”

Bolot hit her lips and said in a gentle voice, “Two days ago, I received news that the crippled master… Passed away.”

“Ah? Who?” Sonya was baffled.

‘Crippled master? Who was that? What did his death have to do with him?’

Sonya wanted to ask all those questions, but he knew that Bolot would explain it further.

Just as he expected, Bolot soon added, “I know you’re unaware about it, so I’m here to explain it in detail.

Do you remember the last time when you came, you told me the old man that taught you the inscription was a blind man with a crooked nose and a limp leg?”

“Ah, I remember.” Sonya nodded.