Not Angry

The painful screams filled the lower royal chamber as one after other waves of immense pain kept attacking the Immortal who was covered in sweat while his complexion appeared pale.

The guards that were standing outside the chamber were completely oblivious to the current state of their Prince.

Due to the barrier that was placed around the chamber, the guards were not able to listen to the painful screams of the Prince who had locked himself inside.

Hei Long gripped the pole tightly in his hands as he fought to not cry out due to another wave of pain that rocked him on his feet.

"Are you seriously planning to not drink this medicine? You are very well aware that if you did not take the medicine to suppress this attack of the curse then you will be needed to suffer through its pain for more than twenty-four hours. There are still eighteen hours left before the time limit would be over."