Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 307

Chapter 307: But I only want them."

Han Xin slipped into the room with the stealth of a shadow. The darkness was no obstacle; he knew every inch of this space by heart. His movements were fluid, instinct guiding him past obstacles. He soon stood over Xiang Yu, whose face, even in sleep, was marked by unease.

Han Xin’s hand moved to his sleeve, pressing a hidden mechanism that released a thin, deadly blade. The cold, heartless determination in his eyes was unmistakable. One swift cut, and his enemy would be no more.

He stepped forward, but the faintest sound outside the door made him freeze. His eyes narrowed, and in an instant, he activated his suit’s invisibility function, blending seamlessly into the shadows. He watched as the door creaked open and a figure entered. The lights flickered on, and Xiang Yu, now fully alert, sat up, plasma gun in hand, drawn from beneath his pillow.

The intruder, a young woman with long, flowing hair and a slender frame, froze in terror. Her cloak slipped from her shoulders, and her face contorted into a grimace that was more pitiful than a cry. "Your your Highness, it’s me, Mi Mi," she stammered, her voice brittle and trembling.

Xiang Yu rubbed his temples, a flicker of recognition crossing his features. He had nearly forgotten about the arrangement his father had made with the women from the River Swan.

The original Xiang Yu had never understood why his father kept sending these omegas to him, but the current Xiang Yu knew all too well. It was his father’s attempt to prevent him from developing feelings with his attendant and to reassure himself that his son would remain loyal to their lineage. Han Xin was only a took meant to be used during his abnormal ruts and nothing more.

Xiang Yu lowered his weapon, his eyes narrowing as he recognized the intruder. "It’s you. You know the drill. Stay as far from me as possible and make it convincing in the morning," he said, his voice a low growl. He turned away, lying back on the bed on his belly, dismissing her presence.

Mi Mi struggled to find her voice. "Your Highness, I-I heard you were hurt. I brought you some ointment. It works wonders," she stammered, holding out a small tube.

Mi Mi and the other girls cherished their time serving Xiang Yu. It was more of a retreat than a duty. He never asked anything of them, allowing them to sleep in luxurious rooms and still get paid handsomely. To maintain his secret, he tipped them generously. All they had to do was put on a convincing act the next morning, rushing out with disheveled hair, rumpled clothes, and marks on their necks and arms.

Rumors had spread that the crown prince preferred slender female omegas with long hair and a meek demeanor. This reputation made him popular among the girls, who vied for the chance to serve him.

"Just put it down somewhere," Xiang Yu muttered.

Hex chimed in, "You heard him. Put it down and move on. We want to sleep."

"Oh, okay," Mi Mi replied, her voice shaky. She picked up her cloak and placed the tube of ointment on the console table. She wanted to offer her assistance further, but Hex interrupted, "Come on, get to stepping."

Mi Mi furrowed her brow, thinking how this AI had become annoyingly talkative. It never used to dare speak so much. She left the room, her thoughts swirling.