Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 272

Chapter 272: The truth comes out

Little did Han Jing know that Xiang Yu was far from meek. He had a well-prepared strategy and made sure that his son had a way out if relations with the triads ever soured.

The room was thick with tension as the clan leaders echoed each other, their voices rising in a cacophony of accusations. "Monster!" they called Xiang Yu, their faces contorted with anger. "Han Xin, you have broken the code!" they reprimanded, turning to Han Jing for intervention. But their pleas fell on deaf ears.

Xiang Yu raised his hand, silencing the room with a gesture. "Yes, yes, I am a monster," he said, his voice calm and measured. "The boogeyman, if you will. But I have principles. I just wanted your attention, and now I have it. I have no interest in harming your families, but if anyone disrespects Xin-ge, I might break an arm or two. Now, pipe down and listen to Xin-ge. He has some excellent ways to make us all money.... a safe and legal way that is."

The clan leaders gritted their teeth, restraining themselves for the sake of their families. Underneath the table, Han Xin held Xiang Yu’s hand, their fingers entwined. Han Xin rubbed Xiang Yu’s thumb with his own, a silent gesture of support as he began to outline his vision for the future of the seven dragon heads. He spoke of legitimate businesses and the contracts he had lined up, his voice steady and persuasive.

At first, the clan leaders were unconvinced, their minds clouded by anger and hatred. But the more Han Xin spoke, the more sense he made. They were acutely aware of the shifting political climate and the new leadership’s plans to crack down on criminal entities. If Han Xin’s plan succeeded, it would bring them peace of mind, allowing them to sleep easily without constantly looking over their shoulders.

Xiang Yu watched silently as Han Xin poured his heart out, his passion evident in every word. He crossed his ankle over his knee, staring at Han Xin with a lazy, yet attentive gaze. In moments like these, Xiang Yu found Han Xin even more handsome, confident, and charismatic. He couldn’t wait to get out of this meeting and tear his clothes right off before devouring him whole. His Adam’s apple rolled just imagining that scene.

Seeing that he had baited them, Han Xin concluded, "A tempting offer, right?" The clan leaders mumbled among themselves, some clearing their throats awkwardly. Clan Leader Qin squeezed his hands together before asking, "What will it cost?"

Han Xin tapped the table gently, shifting his gaze to his father. Their eyes met, and for a moment, the room was silent, the weight of the decision hanging in the air.

Han Xin, without breaking eye contact with his father, declared, "I want the position of Dragon Head."

Han Jing shot up from his seat, his face flushed with rage. "Insolence! I, your father, am still alive!" he bellowed.

Xiang Yu shrugged nonchalantly. "Well, I can make those arrangements," he said, his tone dangerously calm.

"You!" Han Jing’s fury boiled over, and he struck the table with such force that it startled everyone around him. The sound echoed through the room, amplifying the tension.