Just then, the door swung open, and Overseer Kira strode in, clad in a long white gown. The slit of her dress climbed so high that it was almost scandalous, hinting at her figure beneath.
Xiang Yu's brow arched in surprise. From what he knew, the Overseer was a strict woman who favoured modesty, her attire a reflection of her matriarchal authority. This sudden change made him immediately alert.
As she moved gracefully into the room, he followed her with his gaze, noting the tension in the air shift. The playful smile slipped from his face, replaced by a tense awareness.
When Kira finally met his gaze, she glared at him with a fiery blaze in her eyes, as if she could burn a hole through him with her stare.
The atmosphere thickened with intensity, and the leaders, momentarily silenced by her presence, shifted uneasily.
Xiang Yu smirked, leaning back in his chair. "Mother, shouldn't you be happy to see your adopted son back home alive?"