Han Xin's identity exposed

"Surely there must be a good explanation," she whispered to herself, determination flaring as she brushed her sister and Leia away. She stepped forward, ready to confront the truth. But as her foot met the floor, Han Xin turned his gaze from the unconscious Xiang Yu, locking eyes with her. His expression shifted, darkening into a glare that felt like ice.

The energy radiating from him was an unmistakable mark of dominance. The air was thick, charged with his powerful pheromones, and those who had entered the room found themselves sweating under his intensity. They could neither approach nor retreat, frozen in a moment where authority was brutally clear.

His overbearing pheromones erupted, filling the room with a tangible sense of threat. It was a claim of territory, a warning that resonated through Sienna's core. She froze, fear gripping her chest, her breath quickening as she stood paralyzed beneath his ferocity.