The High Prince was more than shaken. The offer he had been given was nothing more than bullshit. There was no way he would kill his family.
Even though he was a cold man, he was not an evil man.
He sat in his study and thought about the issue, but he was unable to reach a solution since his mind was still filled with fear. Merely being in the presence of the Necropolis Sovereign had been enough for him to understand that, in the eyes of the emperor, he was no more than a bug that could be squashed with a single step. His survival was at the whims of this creature that lacked any and all emotion.
This was the feeling the High Prince had even before Zian Yi released his power. If he were to be bathed in the emperor's dark power, the High Prince was sure that he would have to abandon life, since no one could possibly bear such evil.