Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 338

Chapter 338: Drinking vinegar hahaha

Xiao He exited Xiang Yu’s bed chambers, his head lowered in shame and fear. He took two steps before suddenly bumping into someone. He was met with a pair of polished formal shoes and knew exactly who it was. He immediately stuttered, "So-sorry."

Xiao He wanted to walk away, but he felt a heavy force pressing him down, forcing him to kneel. The force was even more oppressive than Xiang Yu’s. Xiao He felt he couldn’t breathe, his consciousness being attacked by an invisible weight. He collapsed to the floor, scratching at his neck in a desperate attempt to breathe.

Han Xin glared at him with a deadly stare, but he didn’t lay a hand on him, nor did he speak. Xiao He managed to let out a broken plea, "Ha-... ple-... spare... life."

Han Xin retracted his oppressive aura, and Xiao He could finally breathe again. He coughed vehemently, like a man who had just survived drowning. Xiao He wanted to apologize for what he did, but when he met Han Xin’s murderous gaze, he picked himself up and ran for his life.

Xiao He was mistaken. Xiang Yu was far less scary compared to Han Xin. If Xiang Yu was the devil, then Han Xin was the one who created him. Han Xin watched Xiao He’s disappearing figure and clicked his tongue in annoyance. He looked at the door Xiao He had come from and felt even more irritated.

The hallway was silent, the tension from the encounter lingering in the air. Han Xin’s mind raced with thoughts of what had transpired in Xiang Yu’s room.

A few minutes later, Xiang Yu opened the door and walked out, thinking he would be late if he stayed any longer. Just as he stepped out, his shirt not buttoned all the way, he met Han Xin standing in the hallway as though waiting for him. Xiang Yu fixed his blazer while saying, "Why didn’t you get in?"

Han Xin glanced at the open collar and fought off the urge to fix it. "Never mind, let’s go, we will be late," Xiang Yu said, beginning to walk toward the stairs. But Han Xin remained rooted on the spot.

"Your Highness," Han Xin called out.

Xiang Yu stopped and turned back, seeing that Han Xin was still standing there. "What’s wrong?" he asked, seeming genuinely worried. "Are you feeling unwell? I can ask for leave for you."

Han Xin felt something heavy in his chest hearing Xiang Yu’s concern. "No, I am fine," he replied.

"Then what is it?" Xiang Yu asked, his tone very patient.

Han Xin took a deep breath. "About being your attendant, since you don’t need my services anymore, what is the point of keeping me here?"

Xiang Yu’s eyes narrowed, and he had a bad premonition. Sure enough, Han Xin continued, "Since Your Highness has others to serve him, may you allow me to go and work for Peng Xiu?"

Han Xin didn’t really want to work with Peng Xiu. His true purpose was to take back his position beside Xiang Yu, but if he said it directly, Xiang Yu might refuse. Since Peng Xiu was his bottom line, he took advantage of it. As expected, Xiang Yu’s expression changed. His eyes instantly turned dark, and his aura became fierce.

"You will not go work for that bitch. You belong to me, you understand?" Xiang Yu’s voice was firm and possessive.

Han Xin’s breath caught in his chest. He couldn’t fathom what he had just heard. "But you don’t want me," Han Xin said, deliberately choosing his words.

Xiang Yu didn’t even realize the ambiguity in his words. He relaxed a little and said, "I want you, but I don’t want you to do something you don’t want to."