"Master you were so loud out there? Of course, we woke up. What, umm, what happened out there?" said Lian, tilting her head while Mei was nudging her to stay quiet.
Xiang Yu sighed, his anger melting away as he attempted to compose himself. "Just had an argument with that ugly bastard," he replied, trying to sound dismissive. He hoped they didn't see that embarrassing moment of him being suppressed by that idiot.
In their eyes, he was the all-powerful Demon King who could slaughter ten thousand at the wave of his hand, so how could he be suppressed by a soul fragment of this broken immortal? This proud master would lose face.
"But it looked intense and master look… Your wrist is red," Lian pressed on and Mei reached over to cover her mouth to silence her.
Xiang Yu, "…" This venerable one had already lost face. They had seen it all. How embarrassing.
Xiang Yu: Wait, let me look for my oranges.
Han Xin: Yu Yu, I don't care about the size. I will eat you either way.
Xiang Yu: Aaaahhhh pervet!