Han Xin remained silent, listening to Xiang Yu's footsteps retreat. He waited until the silence confirmed that Xiang Yu had given up before walking to the chaise.
Han Xin, usually a rigid and disciplined man, lay sprawled on his chaise, slippers still on, staring up at the ceiling with a look of exasperation. He shouldn't have agreed to let Xiang Yu stay here, but he had. The more Xiang Yu was in his life, the more impulsive, immature, and irritable Han Xin became. His character had deviated so strongly, doing things he would never normally do.
For instance, he openly defied his father just to keep Xiang Yu away from Han Jia. Xiang Yu was his man, so why should he share him with his half-brother? Everything he ever had, Han Jia wanted too, despite being older.