AN: One chapter today. I am so tired. Happy reading.
Finally free from the endless rounds of toasts and pleasantries, Han Xin stepped away from the laughter and chatter of the banquet hall. He sighed with relief, grateful to leave the guests to their own devices.
As he made his way out, he turned to his cousin, who was already showing signs of tipsiness. "Don't... don't stay out late," he advised, a hint of concern lacing his voice.
Just as he started to walk away, Han Zhan, swaying slightly, stammered in a drunken stupor, "Don't overdo it. Don't break my sister… sister-in-law on the first night!"
Han Xin halted and took a sharp U-turn, draping an arm around Han Zhan's shoulders, taking the glass from his fingers and setting it down on a nearby table. "You're done for the night," he announced with a smile, glancing up at the Marshal, who understood without question.
