The sun hung high in the sky, casting long shadows across the sprawling estate as Xiang Yu gripped the steering wheel like a lifeline. His knuckles whitened under the strain, a stark contrast to the unsettling grin that danced across his lips.
It was a grin that spoke of defiance, of a man ready to unleash chaos for the sake of his beloved. In the back of his mind, a primal instinct surged. He couldn't let anyone hurt Han Xin. The weight of his affection bore down on him, a secret that no one else could possibly fathom.
As he approached the towering gates, the guards waved him down, their faces masks of confusion and alarm. But Xiang Yu was deaf to their commands, the revving of the engine drowning out their shouts for him to stop. With a surge of adrenaline, he slammed down on the accelerator, the haulage truck lunging forward like a beast unleashed. Metal crumpled under its might as the gate splintered apart, sending wood and iron flying like shrapnel.
