Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 73

Chapter 73: "Where are my oranges?"

"Master you were so loud out there? Of course, we woke up. What, umm, what happened out there?" said Lian, tilting her head while Mei was nudging her to stay quiet.

Xiang Yu sighed, his anger melting away as he attempted to compose himself. "Just had an argument with that ugly bastard," he replied, trying to sound dismissive. He hoped they didn’t see that embarrassing moment of him being suppressed by that idiot.

In their eyes, he was the all-powerful Demon King who could slaughter ten thousand at the wave of his hand, so how could he be suppressed by a soul fragment of this broken immortal? This proud master would lose face.

"But it looked intense and master look... Your wrist is red," Lian pressed on and Mei reached over to cover her mouth to silence her.

Xiang Yu, "..." This venerable one had already lost face. They had seen it all. How embarrassing.

"You should see the other guy. I had a dagger to his throat, and I cut him," he said, struggling to save his image in their eyes. He had already lost face once and didn’t want to repeat the same thing but it was too late.

The Twins’ expressions turned troubled like they were worried that he hurt Han Xin and would suffer retribution from the Divine Emperor. They were right to worry because the Divine Emperor was also scolding him in his mind.

Xiang Yu rolled his eyes while standing up. "All of you stop acting like he is so fragile. Relax, it was just a nick. He will live. Trust me, he’s tougher than he looks... What you should be worried about is him losing face in his military camp," he said with a sly smile.

He was half right. The general didn’t lose face but his subordinates saw a side of him that they had never imagined they would witness. With no other source of entertainment, the general’s little tryst with the Princess of Yige became all they could talk about.

"Ah, my muscles are aching. It hurts everywhere, and I lost my dagger," he complained and as expected, the twins completely forgot about Han Xin. They were now concerned for their dear master. Xiang Yu wasn’t putting up an act. His muscles truly ached. He had rolled off a mountain slope and slept on the ground. If it was his body before, he wouldn’t even feel it.

Whispers and curious glances followed their every step. The gossip about the general’s interaction with the princess of Yige had already spread like wildfire throughout the camp. It had been changed from they were arguing to they were cuddling in broad daylight. The fact that he called the general Ah-Xin and Xin-ge further fueled the flames that they were in a courtship.

When they reached the cooking area, Lian and Mei took their positions as lookouts, their eyes scanning the surroundings for any sign of approaching soldiers. With a determined look, Xiang Yu climbed onto the storage cart and searched for oranges.

To his surprise, the cart was only filled with sacks of grains and piles of misshapen potatoes. Who would have thought the mighty northern regiment of Yige had no fruits at all? "Tsk tsk, how pitiful," he muttered under his breath. From his memories, Zhen had an abundance of a range of fruits. There were fruit trees everywhere, so the army had a steady supply.

He sighed having realised that he would have to make do with what was available. He rummaged through the sacks, his hands sifting through the rough, earthy potatoes. Most of them were oddly shaped, making it difficult to find a pair that would serve his purpose. He needed a pair that would give the illusion that peaks on his chest were full and rounded.

After what felt like an eternity, his fingers finally closed around two potatoes that were somewhat similar in size and shape. With a satisfied smile, he placed the two potatoes inside his lapel, adjusting them carefully. They were a bit larger than the oranges, but who would notice the difference? Who would notice that he graduated from B to C overnight? _{freёwebnovel.com}