Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 181

Chapter 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.

They walked out of the mall to Xiang Yu’s car parked a few streets away. Die Liang was trembling like a leaf, his fear palpable as they moved through the night.

He pleaded, "Please let me go," but Xiang Yu kept his mouth shut, dragging him along with a firm grip. "I have money; I can give it to you; just act like you never saw me," Die Liang stammered.

"Do you ever shut up?" Xiang Yu snapped.

Die Liang zipped his mouth, but soon he couldn’t help himself. "Hey, my daughter has the same sweater," he said, glancing at Xiang Yu’s oversized, ripped white sweater. Xiang Yu’s expression remained unreadable.

Reaching the car, he opened the trunk and shoved Die Liang in. While tying his hands, the man protested, "Hey man, at least let me sit in the front. I have a thing with tight spaces... I promise I will be good."

"I can’t trust you to keep your mouth shut, so bear with it," Xiang Yu replied curtly. Die Liang tried to say something else, but Xiang Yu slammed the trunk shut with a resounding bam.

Sitting in the driver’s seat, Xiang Yu could hear Die Liang kicking inside the trunk. He started the car and drove off, pressing on the accelerator. Suddenly, he hit the brakes, and he heard Die Liang hit the wall of the trunk hard before falling silent. Xiang Yu’s lips quirked into a sly smile as he resumed driving normally towards Han Xin’s villa.

He activated the voice assistant and instructed it to call Han Xin’s driver, Ran Lan. He had gotten Ran Lan’s number a few hours ago. The call connected immediately.

"Brother Yu," Ran Lan’s tone was serious.

Xiang Yu smiled, thinking Ran Lan was acting all serious because Han Xin was nearby. Tapping the steering wheel, he asked, "He is near you, isn’t he?"

Ran Lan cleared his throat. "Yes."

"Is he home?" Xiang Yu asked.