Han Xin watched in shock as Xiang Yu brazenly held onto his hand, a bold move that caught him completely off guard. His heart raced with annoyance and disbelief. If he didn't need Xiang Yu as a hostage, he would have thrown him out of the car and let him walk the rest of the way. With a swift motion, Han Xin took his hand away, but Xiang Yu was quicker, tightening his grip and preventing him from pulling free.
The tension between them escalated. Han Xin tried to move his hand again, but Xiang Yu held on even tighter, determination flickering in his eyes.
The driver, witnessing the odd display of tugging hands, felt a surge of horror rise within him. In his panic, he pressed down hard on the brake, causing everyone in the vehicle to jerk forward in their seats.
Han Xin shot a warning glare at the driver. "What are you doing?"
