Just like the famous "Christmas Truce", in that instant, a bit of the contention that had tensed the air among the few men dissipated, replaced by an unease that was hard to maintain.
It was really hard to maintain.
Glancing at the two cups of "wine" on the table, the King of Han sighed and said, with a wry smile.
"To say you're here to assassinate, even the Court of Judicial Review would think I'm talking nonsense. To say you're here to propose a toast, I dare not drink either cup you offer."
"Nor do we dare."
Zhou Li nodded in agreement.
Instead of getting angry at Zhou Li's actions, the King of Han just looked at him with a smile that wasn't quite a smile. After a while, the king sighed lightly, shook his head, and chuckled, "My elder brother and I were like this as well. But unlike you, you want me dead, whereas I never wanted my elder brother dead."
"Your elder brother?"
