"Hahahahaha! How could an Immortal be caught in a trap? Can't you at least foresee the future or turn calamities into blessings? Or does your path inherently have flaws..."
Prince Ji had only spoken halfway when he was suddenly slapped by an invisible palm, spinning him several times in the air before he crashed into a screen and a shelf, then slammed heavily into the wall.
Prince Ji snorted, spitting out two blood-stained teeth, then burst into laughter, laughing heartily.
Cangwu grabbed Prince Ji, enunciating each word: "Don't think just because I can't kill you, you can do as you please! I may not be able to kill you, but I can torment you for a very long time."
Prince Ji chuckled: "I do have the capability to end my own life. Why not simply imprison me and put a more obedient substitute on the throne? Wouldn't that be easier? Want to give it a try?"
