In fact, the men who came to seize Empress Lü had not been sent by Xiang Yu. His subordinates had acted on their own initiative. Even Luo Xin had been somewhat mistaken. Just as the Luo Clan's thousand years of glory and fine family traditions meant there were many things they would never do.
Xiang Yu was the same. What a proud man he was.
He had grown up listening to Xiang Yan and Xiang Liang tell stories of his family: eight hundred years of glory, generation after generation of ancestors who had lived and died heroically.
He revered his ancestors immensely, and those ancestors would not permit Xiang Yu to do anything so vile.
Besides, he was the Son of Heaven. He had won that throne openly and honorably, blade in hand, supported by countless Chu people and before all the feudal lords under heaven, through the indisputable achievements of saving the world and destroying Tyrannical Qin.
A person's character was shaped by nature and circumstances. Everything Xiang Yu did was constrained by his family and upbringing. That he had failed to become a sage king was due to the limits of his wisdom and character. His lack of kindness toward the people of the world was his nature.
But he extended his affection for the Xiang Clan Members to the Sons of Jiangdong. That was his family's influence on him.
Besides, Xiang Yu was already overwhelmed in Qi Land. Where would he find the time to concern himself with Liu Bang's family? Lü Cheng, the King of Qi, was truly unyielding, fighting a civil war against the nobles on one front while stubbornly defending his city without surrendering on the other.
When Xiang Yu arrived beneath the walls of Linzi City, he discovered that Lü Cheng was nothing