Xiang Yu lay sprawled across his bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. Despite the early hour, he couldn't muster the motivation to resume his training regimen. The miraculous pill his junior sister had given him had completely healed his physical wounds and replenished his depleted energy, yet his mind remained a battlefield of exhaustion. The weight of the day's events pressed down on him like an invisible mountain.
In the span of mere hours, his life had transformed into a whirlwind of chaos. What should have been a simple outing had cascaded into a series of life-threatening encounters. The date with Li Yao, the sudden ambush, twice brushing against death's cold fingers—it was simply too much to process at once. Each memory replayed in vivid detail, his body involuntarily tensing as he relived the moments when steel had nearly claimed his life.
