Old man

Xiang Yu knew she wasn't lying. Given the chance she would make Han Xin do it. She would make him parade his skewered head around town just to satisfy her sick and twisted mind. He smiled evilly, the blood on his face making him look like the devil reincarnate. His demonic nature seethed to the surface, his mind losing itself in the darkness. He raised his hand to punch her when he heard the voice of the old man in his head. 

'Xiang Yu! Stand down for this emperor!' he commanded his voice bellowing like that of a great god.

'Relax old man. I won't kill her,' he replied in his mind his lips quirking into a twisted smile.