Wang Siwo had never dreamed that, barely after transmigrating, he would land himself in the Heavenly Prison.
He was a university student with a modern higher education. How could he possibly lose to a bunch of ignorant, unenlightened ancients?
Every cell in the Heavenly Prison held a single prisoner, and Wang Siwo was locked in the innermost one.
The entire cell was pitch-black, so dark he couldn't see his hand in front of his face.
There wasn't a sound around him. Apart from the daily delivery of his meals at a fixed time, he never heard so much as a whisper.
People said humans were social creatures, and this place was practically cut off from the world.
After holding out for a month, Wang Siwo couldn't bear it any longer. He broke free of the Second Prince's flesh that bound him and became a truly wandering, forsaken ghost.
When the people in the Heavenly Prison discovered that the Second Prince had returned to normal, they immediately reported it to the emperor.
When the prison gates opened, Wang Siwo's ghost tried to seize the chance to slip out as well.
Unfortunately, the moment his ghost floated outside, the Purification Array cleansed him out of existence.
Apart from being somewhat listless, the Second Prince who had been imprisoned was otherwise fine.
After all, the meals the jailers delivered every day were quite good.
Wang Siwo wasn't someone who would mistreat himself, either. Whenever food arrived, he generally ate every last bite.
Fortunately, the Second Prince himself had a fairly resilient disposition. After coming out, he soon managed to put his own mind at ease.
August's blazing sun scorched the earth, yet the temperature inside the Begonia Garden stayed at twenty-five or twenty-six degrees.
Everyone in the Capital who could afford to spend