Xiang Yu's steps were steady as he carried the unconscious man through the city gates. The weight on his back was nothing compared to the burden of the stares and whispers behind him. He had so much attention on him before but he had never had this many women staring at him with those intense eyes. He didn't have to look back to know that they were looking at him. He could feel their burning gazes burrowing into his skin. They gave him the same feeling as predators lurking in the dark watching their prey.
When they entered the city, it was chaotic with people frantically searching for their missing daughters and wives. Cries of desperation filled the air, mingling with the clamor of hurried footsteps and anxious voices. When they saw Xiang Yu and a group of women emerging from the shadows, their faces pale and eyes wide with anxiety, calm seemed to be momentarily restored.
