Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 405

Chapter 405: Breaking Han Han out of prison

The stillness of the early morning hung in the air before sunrise. Xiang Yu stirred in his bed his silk sheets rustling softly. He shuffled through the dim light, pulling on his gear with practised ease. As he strapped on the last piece, he glanced at the communicator resting on his bedside table. "Hex, did you check what I asked you to check?" he whispered, his voice low and urgent.

The reason Hex had been missing in action was because it had been on a mission all night. Xiang Yu had sent it to infiltrate the main database of the imperial palace. Its digital tendrils had slipped past firewalls and security protocols. It was like a shadow moving skillfully through the labyrinth of code.

In that digital landscape, Hex navigated swiftly, reaching the living quarters of the imperial lord. Encrypted data swirled around it like a storm, and Hex danced through it, searching for a way to spy on the Imperial Lord. After waiting for hours it soon discovered where the imperial lord must be hiding Han Xin. It saw him walk to a wall and a concealed elevator appeared out of thin air. As the imperial lord entered, Hex strained to follow but found there was no network in that area meaning it was beyond its reach.

Just then, the palace’s main AI sensed an anomaly in the system. Alarms echoed in the digital realm, a cacophony of warning bells ringing clear. Hex quickly reduced its code, masking itself as a benign virus, blending into the background noise. The AI’s search was thorough, yet it failed to pinpoint Hex’s presence. Finally, satisfied, the main AI resumed its watch, oblivious to the little entity that had slipped through unnoticed.

Hex waited in low power mode, monitoring the lord’s movements as he emerged from the elevator. The imperial lord stumbled to his couch, a bottle of amber liquor clutched tightly in his hand. His movements were sluggish, his eyes clouded as he drank, drowning his sorrows in the strong alcohol. With each sip, the weight of his fatigue pulled him deeper into slumber.

Hex returned to Xiang Yu’s palace without further incidence but it found that Xiang Yu was fast asleep so it could only wait. Now that he had asked, Hex wasted no time reporting, "Yu Yu, the imperial lord entered a hidden elevator and spent more than half the night in there. He drank himself to sleep."

A sneer stretched across Xiang Yu’s lips. "Do you know how to get me in?" he prodded, the thrill of the challenge stirring within him.

"You know I do, Yu Yu. The only problem is how to get there first," Hex replied, tension lacing its voice. The reason it was worried about this was because there were more than twenty imperial guards surrounding the palace. They were there not only here to protect Xiang Yu but also to prevent him from leavin

Xiang Yu zipped up his jacket, the sound sharp in the quiet room. "Don’t worry about it," he dismissed.

He opened a floating screen, fingers dancing over the digital interface. "Meet me at the medical bay in my palace in two hours," he wrote to Han Zhan.

Hex’s worry bubbled back to the surface when it saw the message. "Yu Yu, two hours might not be enough."

"Let’s make it enough," he replied firmly. With a swift tap in his ear, Xiang Yu activated his cloaking feature. In an instant, his body vanished from sight.

The sun had barely risen, casting a pale hue across the sky, when he opened the balcony doors. The cool breeze swept in, brushing against his face and ruffling his dark hair.

Below his balcony, two imperial guards loitered, their silhouettes shifting as they passed a cigarette between them. Xiang Yu leaned down, peering over the edge.

With deliberate care, he set a small cylindrical device on the floor of his room. A soft blue light glimmered from its surface, projecting the illusion of him being in his room. Satisfied, he gently closed the doors, the soft click almost swallowed by the wind.