"Senior brother, please stop! I was wrong!" Li Yao's desperate screams echoed throughout the forest as she lay across Xiang Yu's lap, enduring his disciplinary spanking.
"How dare you make fun of your senior brother?" He brought his hand down again, his voice tinged with righteous indignation. The memory crystals had been the final straw—recordings of his embarrassing Mountain Heart Scripture practice preserved for posterity.
"I was wrong!" she shouted dramatically, but internally, her thoughts ran in an entirely different direction. Senior brother is being too assertive, she mused with unexpected delight. Little does he know, I'm into this shi...
The empress, privy to Li Yao's unfiltered thoughts, could only shake her head in profound disappointment. This girl was truly beyond salvation.
"Where are the memory crystals?" Xiang Yu demanded, his voice stern with authority.
"Right here," Li Yao replied meekly, handing over her pouch with suspiciously little resistance.
