He focused harder, drawn into the scene unfolding before him. When he saw the face of the person standing there, his blood turned to ice. He froze, his mind racing. The calm skies of his thoughts shattered, replaced by a tempest of rage and fear.
Xiang Yu was unaware that he was being watched. Suddenly, Han Xin appeared on the balcony. The movement startled Xiang Yu, his eyes widening in shock.
Han Xin stood there, a dark figure against the night sky, looking like a fiend ready to unleash fury. Lightning flashed behind him, casting stark shadows that made him appear even more menacing.
At that moment, the air crackled with tension. The storm inside Han Xin mirrored the one outside, each heartbeat a reminder of his raging emotions.
Xue San sat helplessly in the chair, tied tightly by rough ropes. He dared to hope when he heard footsteps, believing the overseer had sent someone to save him.
