Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 175

Chapter 175: Stop simping over him

He took a step closer. His voice low and firm he said, "From now on, he is your responsibility. If he goes astray, you know what you have to do." He handed the shotgun to Han Xin, who accepted it without hesitation, his grip steady and sure.

He pulled him close, positioning him to aim at the next target. Han Xin’s expression was cold and indifferent as he pulled the trigger, the shot echoing through the air. Another clay pigeon disintegrated a testament to his skill.

Shi Wen, watching from the sidelines, chuckled appreciatively. "Like father, like son," he said, patting the Dragon Head’s shoulder. "He’s just as ruthless as you, old man."

Old Han nodded, a rare smile touching his lips. "Indeed," he replied, pride and a hint of something darker gleaming in his eyes. The bond between father and son was forged in steel and blood, and in this world, that was the only way to survive.

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While Han Xin was busy shooting at clay pigeons, Xiang Yu was escorted to the poolside. The sun had already risen high in the sky, casting a warm glow over the water. A kind-faced butler approached him with a polite smile. "Sir, please sit. I will bring food for you shortly," he said, gesturing to a comfortable chair.

Xiang Yu, who hadn’t eaten lunch yet, didn’t refuse the Dragon Head’s offer. He settled into the chair, feeling the tension in his muscles ease slightly. The butler soon returned with a tray laden with several drinks. "What would you like to drink, sir?" he asked.

"Water, please," Xiang Yu replied. The butler poured a glass of water and handed it to him. "Thank you," Xiang Yu said, taking the glass and sipping it gratefully. He sat back, observing the men in suits who stood guard around the area. They remained vigilant but did not bother him.

As he waited for his meal, Xiang Yu suddenly heard the Divine Emperor’s voice in his head. "You really have a death wish," the voice chided.

Xiang Yu leaned back in his seat, replying in his mind, "If anything happens, the world will just start again."

"But it would still hurt," the Divine Emperor countered.

Xiang Yu sneered inwardly. "Are you caring for me?" he asked, his mental tone mocking.

The Divine Emperor was momentarily stunned into silence. "Who cares about you?" he finally retorted.

Xiang Yu’s smile grew wider. Just then, he heard a voice nearby. "Who are you?" it asked. Xiang Yu arched an eyebrow and looked up. Standing before him was a young man who looked like he had indulged in one too many late nights. He was handsome, but his skin was pale, and dark circles framed his eyes, giving him a weary appearance.

"Who is this sickly young man?" Xiang Yu asked the Divine Emperor in his mind.

The Divine Emperor gritted his teeth. "That is Han Jia, the older brother to Xin-er in this world."

Xiang Yu studied Han Jia, noting the stark contrast between the siblings. "They look nothing alike," he thought, his curiosity piqued.

Han Jia’s expression turned visibly annoyed at the sight of Han Xin. Xiang Yu dabbed at the corner of his mouth with a napkin before standing up. "You couldn’t even let him finish eating," Han Jia said in a condescending tone, his irritation clear. _{frёewebηovel.cѳm}