"Life and death are fate, wealth is ordained by heaven. Now that I'm held here by you, worrying is pointless." Xiang Yu lay there leisurely and said.
Seeing Xiang Yu like this, Commander Cao actually felt a sense of powerlessness. He really had no way to deal with a person like Xiang Yu.
Giving Xiang Yu corporal punishment was out of the question; he knew Xiang Yu was a man of steel—any punishment was just child's play to him.
"Alright Xiang Yu, you've turned into a cold-blooded animal now." Commander Cao said with a laugh, not anger.
"Cold-blooded, then cold-blooded." Xiang Yu said indifferently.
He was impermeable now; whether killed or not, Xiang Yu was resigned to fate.
"Alright, alright, Xiang Yu, do you remember a girl named Zhong Min?" Commander Cao gritted his teeth and said with a cold smile.
Xiang Yu's heart stirred, but he remained lying there motionless; how could he forget Zhong Min's name.
