บท 181: Taste of vinegar

Xiang Yu walked to the movie theatre and arcade section of the mall. The game arcade was dimly lit and filled with couples and teens playing games, the air alive with flashy, colourful lights. He walked in, his steps relaxed. He spotted Die Liang playing a driving game, trying to act less suspicious. Xiang Yu leaned in, his voice like the whisper of death, "Your gameplay sucks."

The race car in the game drove off the road, spun in the air twice, and exploded, the screen flashing "Game Over." Die Liang opened his mouth to scream but felt a gun pressed into his back. "Scream and I will shoot you," Xiang Yu warned.

Die Liang was terrified, his face turning uglier than crying. "Please don't kill me," he begged.

"Why would you think that? I am just here to escort you to my employer, that's all," Xiang Yu said calmly. He grabbed the back of Die Liang's collar and pulled him up, draping his arm around Die Liang's shoulders and walking out with him.