[成历|西玉]棋手 英文版 002(2)

“No way will I dance with a demon,” Jade folded her arms and tilted her head. “I just want you to tell me how you escaped from the Netherworld.”
Hsi Wu imitated Jade’s tone and said: “No way will I tell you, Jade. Bored out of my strength and wits, all those centuries, each exactly like the one before it. But that doesn’t mean I have been stupid enough to tell you how I came back.”

The image of the Netherworld emerged in Hsi Wu’s eyes: desolated, dried, and lifeless.
The Eight Immortals created an unbreakable prison for these also immortal demons. The time is meaningless here, just as their lengthy eternal life.
“Hsi Wu, even if you don’t say, Uncle will manage to send you back to the Netherworld.”
Hsi Wu did not react to Jade’s words, even the smile unchanged. “Maybe, may not. It’s nothing easy to prison a demon there.”