Sister Meng, annoyed at the interruption, finally had Xiang Yu agree to do her tattoo, albeit not in the location she wanted. They had settled on her lower back instead. "Can't you see he is busy with—"
Her voice abruptly stopped when Han Xin glared at her like she would tear her soul into pieces if she dared to utter anither word. Han Xin was glaring daggers at her.
"Let's talk," Han Xin repeated, his voice intimidating, but Xiang Yu remained unfazed. "I am running a business here. Get a tattoo or get out."
Han Xin gritted his teeth, the storm brewing inside him threatening to spill over. He walked out and said to Han Zhan, "Get a tattoo."
Han Zhan blinked, "..."
"Okay," he said, turning to Little Bai. "Do you want to do my tattoo?"
Little Bai shook his head vigorously. He had never done a tattoo on a real person, only practiced on synthetic skins. "No Zhan-ge, I am really not good at it."
