Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 273

Chapter 273: What happened to Han Xin’s mother

Han Jing woke up, his eyes heavy and uncooperative. When the light penetrated his eyelids, the pain was so excruciating it felt as though his eyes had been set alight.

He shut them tightly, taking a deep breath, only to feel a sharp pang in his chest that made his sore eyes tear up. He tried to get up, but his body refused to obey. His fingers, his legs...nothing responded. Panic began to set in as he struggled to recall how he had ended up here.

Fragments of memory surfaced. He remembered his impulsive yell, confessing to Han Xin that he had killed his mother. That brat Xiang Yu had shot him in the arm and dragged him by his hair, leaving streaks of blood on the floor. The last clear memory was Xiang Yu’s hard punch knocking him out. After that, everything was a blur.

His head throbbed as he tried to piece together the events. He had been partially lucid when they sent him to the trenches, a place where he had condemned countless enemies to rot. Now, he was being sent there by his own illegitimate son. As he was dragged away, he could have sworn he saw the woman who was always beside Han Xin in a cell.

He was pulled into a room and tied to a chair. His consciousness flickered in and out, making it hard to grasp everything that was happening. He remembered his son entering with Xiang Yu and a doctor who seemed eerily familiar.

The doctor injected something into him, and he didn’t even have the strength to resist. His head hung low, feeling strangely relaxed and less guarded. Soon, a wave of drowsiness washed over him, pulling him into a state of semi-consciousness.

The doctor had said it wasn’t the most reliable method, and Han Jing couldn’t help but ask, his speech slow and slurred, "Wha-what method... what are you do-doing to me?" But no one replied to him. He saw Xiang Yu smirk and say, "Then he might need some encouragement."

He saw Han Zhan bring Han Jia into the room and shove him to the ground. Han Xin walked closer, his eyes cold and calculating, and began to ask questions. When Han Jing heard the name Lu Yan, he instinctively pressed his lips together, refusing to talk. But the cries of Han Jia made his chest hurt, and he immediately began to spill everything.