Old Zhou

The Crown Prince tried to think of how his brother could see a problem at all in his own words. Their father was going to be a strong Immortal. What was so bad about that?

"And you didn't give him the sword?" he asked.

Long Huan shook his head. "Of course not," he said.

"Why not?" the Crown Prince asked.

"Because he's gone mad," the 2nd prince said. "I don't know if it's madness or what exactly, but he's not right anymore. I saw it in his eyes when he asked me for the sword. Have you not noticed it? Or does he hide it well now?"

"I…" the Crown Prince thought about it for a bit. "I don't get to see him that often. He's always too busy in closed cultivation. But still, that's no reason to think father had gone bad or any—"

"He hunted me down when I ran away," the 2nd prince said. "He tried to kill my wife because she fought back. Had it not been for old Zhou, she would've been dead."