บท 131: "You have a beautiful smile,”

A heavy silence settled once more over them with the only sound being the gentle trickle of the stream. "I thought…" Han Xin hesitated, drawing in a shaky breath before continuing, "…I thought it was because you don't like me."

'Fuck,' swore Xiang Yu internally. Those words struck him squarely in the chest. Why was this stupid immortal so direct with his words? Would it kill him to speak in riddles or not say anything at all?

"I'm done," he abruptly said before shifting away. "I will start a fire. It's getting too cold."

Han Xin attempted to get up and help but he fell back when Xiang Yu insisted gently yet firmly: "No! No! Sit." He stood up swiftly and began gathering sticks from dry climbing plants and moss growing along the rocks.