Han Xin and Xiang Yu continued walking one smiling like they had won a million dollars while the other was silent. Naturally, it was easy to tell who was grinning like a fool and who wasn't.
The sound of water rushing down grew louder with each step, echoing off the damp walls. The exit seemed to be just ahead. Soon they would return to reality and leave this isolated world behind.
As they approached a pile of rocks, Han Xin noticed they were wet and slippery, glistening under the faint light. He entwined his fingers together, offering a boost. "Yu Yu, here, let me give you a lift," he said, his voice steady despite the pain in his broken arm.
Xiang Yu glanced at Han Xin's injured arm, raising an eyebrow. "Really? You are almost a half-cripple, yet you want to put weight on your arm? Do you really want to lose it completely?" his tone was sharp, but there was a hint of concern in his eyes. How was he supposed to protect the country in the future with no arm?
