Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 402

Chapter 402: More like a one-sided beating

"Your Highness, aren’t you coming with me?" the steward pressed, the unease in his voice evident.

Xiang Yu attached the communicator to his belt, his tone firm. "I will join you as soon as I can. If anyone asks, you know what to say."

The steward felt a twinge of discomfort, but he understood Xian Yu had his reasons. He coated the wounds on his forehead with healing ointment, a gentle touch in contrast to the chaos of earlier. "Just be safe, Your Highness."

"I will," Xiang Yu assured him, though the weight of uncertainty lingered.

Once the steward left, Xiang Yu turned his gaze to the mirror. The reflection exposed his body. It was like a canvas marked by unsightly bruises that where dark and swollen. Each bruise felt like a reminder of how cruel that man could be. He beat him like he wasn’t beating his son but as a rag doll in a brutal game.

His fingers brushed the back of his neck, where his gland lay. Instead of the expected bite marks, the skin was smooth and untouched. A memory of Han Xin’s fingers gliding softly against his skin, igniting a warmth deep within him, flickered in his mind. _{fɾēewebnσveℓ.com}

Xiang Yu bit his lower lip, the hollow ache in his chest stirring as Han Xin’s words swirled in his thoughts. The moment before Han Xin’s teeth sank into him echoed loudly in the silence. The memory quickened his heartbeat, and he felt the familiar surge of pheromones escape him, wafting through the air like a secret.

The scent of his pheromones mingled with Han Xin’s, creating a warm cocoon that settled around him. The fragrance calmed his racing mind, wrapping him in a feeling of ease in the chaos.

After a while he pulled on a loose-fitting t-shirt, the fabric brushing against his skin. He activated his communicator and dialled Han Zhan. After a few rings, the screen blinked to life.

"Your Highness!" Han Zhan’s voice broke through, but his brows furrowed almost immediately. His eyes focused on the marks that peeked out from beneath Xiang Yu’s shirt.

"I saw your note," Xiang Yu said, trying to sound casual, but the weariness crept into his voice.

Han Zhan was confused. Wasn’t Xiang Yu recovering in the healing capsule all this time? If he was then how was he injured already? When he saw Xiang Yu’s face his brows arched.

Han Zhan asked, "Got into a fight?"

"More like a one-sided beating," replied Xiang Yu the corners of his mouth twitching into a grimace.

Han Zhan was taken aback. Xiang Yu was known for his quick temper so how could someone manage to beat him up without him retaliating? It made no sense to him.

"I will send you the details for tomorrow," Xiang Yu continued, not wanting to dwell on the past. "Just be ready."

"Tomorrow?" Han Zhan echoed, surprise flickering in his eyes. "Isn’t it too soon? A week would give us more time to prepare."

Xiang Yu leaned back, his expression firm. "My plan won’t fail. You just need to be prepared."

Han Zhan considered this, the concern evident in his furrowed brow. "I will be ready. If you need my help..."