Xiang Yu began to walk out of the Bureau office, his steps measured and deliberate. Han Xin's hand rested gently on the back of his neck, a subtle yet unmistakable gesture of protection. His eyes, sharp and unyielding, glared at the people around them, daring anyone to challenge their departure. The tension in the air was palpable, a silent acknowledgement of the power dynamics at play.
As soon as they were gone, Chief Xi stood frozen, his mind racing to process what he had just witnessed. Agent Shen, still reeling from the shock, broke the silence. "Did I see that right?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Agent Lu, who had been nursing a quiet jealousy towards Han Xin, now felt so fuckin stupid. He walked into the office, shaking his head in disbelief. "So, he is gay. Ha, who would have thought?" he muttered, more to himself than anyone else.
