Wit Against Backing

"Wait!" the sound came, it was heavy full of anger, but at the same time, careful, "If you snuff that candle, I'll reward you handsomely," he said.

"What can guarantee me that?" I replied, not even trying to communicate with divine sense but just simply talking to empty air.

"I'm Zhang Tian, son of Tu Tian, Celestial King of the Wind Realm. One of the five Celestial Realms of the Heavenly World. My words are not spoken lightly, and once I make a promise, a promise shall be kept!" the man said with all confidence, though I felt arrogance beyond arrogance in his words, and contempt to all the living in them, I had a feeling that he wasn't just boasting.

"I still can't trust you, after all, if you truly were a Prince, why are you imprisoned here?" I asked.

"How… did you know I was imprisoned?" the prince asked.