Da Hei's excitement dimmed, his disappointment manifesting in his furrowed brow, but he held his tongue.
Han Zhan took a moment to glance back at Da Hei, then followed behind Xiang Yu as they exited the greenhouse.
***
Meanwhile, in the living area, Han Xin sat on the couch, feeling a strange sensation gnawing at him. He couldn't quite place it, but it was unsettling, like a shadow lurking just beyond his reach.
Seeing Xiang Yu so close to Lu Lu earlier had tightened his throat. When he had instructed Han Zhan to end the fight, it felt like a weight lifted, though his heart was still uneasy.
After returning to his place, he had wanted to call Xiang Yu, to discuss how they had found no water. But he had paused when he caught sight of himself in the mirror, filthy and exhausted from driving through the wastelands for days.
He told himself he needed a shower simply to ease his discomfort, but he scrubbed a bit harder than usual, lingering longer under the warm water.
