Xiang Yu turned around, his eyes catching the last burst of fireworks painting the night sky in vibrant hues. The silhouette of Han Xin's retreating figure atop the hill was unmistakable. Rising to his feet, he heard Mei's concerned voice, "Master, where are you going?"
Lian chimed in, "Yeah, the display isn't done."
"You can continue watching it with Little Bai," Xiang Yu replied, his tone calm but resolute. "I have to go talk to Han Xin." He beckoned Little Bai over, who eagerly took his place.
Han Zhan, following closely behind, paused as he passed Xiang Yu. "Han Xin wants to see you in his office," he said, his voice low.