Little did Han Jing know that Xiang Yu was far from meek. He had a well-prepared strategy and made sure that his son had a way out if relations with the triads ever soured.
The room was thick with tension as the clan leaders echoed each other, their voices rising in a cacophony of accusations. "Monster!" they called Xiang Yu, their faces contorted with anger. "Han Xin, you have broken the code!" they reprimanded, turning to Han Jing for intervention. But their pleas fell on deaf ears.
Xiang Yu raised his hand, silencing the room with a gesture. "Yes, yes, I am a monster," he said, his voice calm and measured. "The boogeyman, if you will. But I have principles. I just wanted your attention, and now I have it. I have no interest in harming your families, but if anyone disrespects Xin-ge, I might break an arm or two. Now, pipe down and listen to Xin-ge. He has some excellent ways to make us all money.... a safe and legal way that is."