Xiang Yu was aware of the stares but he remained unbothered. He was used to having numerous eyes on him. The twins, skipping ahead, were equally indifferent to the attention. However, Yi Nuo felt a twinge of discomfort under the scrutiny, her usual composure slightly shaken. She followed behind, her head lowered, trying to reduce her sense of presence.
As they passed the back entrance of a free clinic, the gate stood ajar. Inside, Han Xin was sitting in the courtyard, sharing tea with his uncle and Han Zhan. Sensing a familiar presence, he raised his head and his sharp eyes caught sight of Peng Xiu's distinctive figure.
