"So that was it. This plan..." Xiang Yu smiled indifferently.
Xiang An narrowed his eyes, seeming to ponder something.
"That was roughly it. But His Majesty seems to want you to hold Zhang Han back. Brother Xiang, what do you think?" Liu Ji wore a helpless expression and spread his hands.
"I have no objections. Or rather, my younger brother and I think much the same as His Majesty." Xiang Yu shook his head and looked at Xiang An. "Xiang An, this is our chance for revenge. What do you think?"
Xiang An pondered in silence. He merely looked at Liu Ji with a rather strange expression.
Liu Ji remained unruffled, carrying on as usual.
With a sigh in his heart, Xiang An could not help but feel sorrowful.
This was Xiong Xin's open scheme—an open scheme anyone could see through at a glance.
Xiang Liang had already paid with his life to prove just how dangerous it was to fight Zhang Han. Xiang Yu had only a little over thirty thousand men under his command, fewer than Xiang Liang had possessed back then. Going after Zhang Han was practically seeking death.
And yet, the word "revenge" alone was enough to make the two brothers—Xiang An, at least—absolutely determined to personally kill Zhang Han.
So this was a blatant open scheme.
Xiang An nodded, indicating his agreement.
Even knowing he was being used, Xiang An still wanted to avenge Xiang Liang—and, while he was at it, eliminate the tyrannical Qin's claw from the Central Plains.
"Brother Liu, you should be choosing another route to attack Xianyang, shouldn't you?" Xiang Yu took a sip of tea and set the cup aside. Turning to Liu Ji, he wore a faint smile Liu Ji could not understand.
"Then shall we have a competition?"