บท 79: Prince of Underworld [2]

"What?" the man blurts, his eyes go wide in horror. He cannot believe what he heard just now. Zichen stares at him blankly, his left cheek resting on his fist supporting by the chair. "H-he is the Prince of Underworld?" the man tries to move but the pain in his back is so tremendous that even jerking results in him at great cost. He moves his hand to his hand, gently trailing behind, trying to encode what the guard has carved on him but he cannot reciprocate. "What did you write?" he cries, grinding his teeth together to control himself. 

"Prince Fu" F4 answers, dabbing the needle more into his body, scaring the shit out of the pathetic big man. He has heard about the Prince of Underworld and Prince Fu.