"Although I have a good figure and nice muscles, you guys don't have to go this far, do you?" Xiang Yu joked.
It was only then that Ouyang Xiu and the others snapped out of the shock from seeing his scars. They didn't ask much, just that the atmosphere was somewhat oppressive, and everyone there remained silent.
Seeing the atmosphere was a bit heavy, Xiang Yu chuckled and said, "Back when I was fishing in the river, I encountered a big fish, and I went forward and hugged it. I didn't expect the fins to be so sharp; it slashed right across my chest. Look, this scar is from that beast," Xiang Yu pointed at a scar on his chest.
"Really, did you catch it?" Ouyang Xiu asked curiously.
Ouyang Xiu evidently hadn't yet adapted to Xiang Yu's style, while Long Wu had long known that Xiang Yu was just talking nonsense.
Long Wu, holding a disinfectant wipe, rubbed hard on Xiang Yu's arm. The pain made Xiang Yu inhale sharply, "Can you go slower?" Xiang Yu pleaded.
