Initially, they were dismissed as a group of spoiled individuals with no real resilience, but the young prince's tolerance exceeded expectations. Even under such torment, his resolve was unshakeable, something even the toughest among them might fail to endure.
A flicker of sympathy passed through the eyes of a seemingly unremarkable youth from the True Path Sect, though he chose not to do anything.
"Since the young prince is reluctant to speak, perhaps we should intensify our methods," suggested a saintly-looking man, rising to his feet. He was a Qilin warrior from one of the eight royal clans and a prodigy of the Qi clan.
"Damn you all!" Long Huixing finally couldn't help but curse, consumed by anger. He knew well that these people would neither believe him nor show mercy.