"Oh, you are here," Xiang Yu finally exclaimed, raising his head slightly from his engrossing magazine, breaking the enchanting spell of silence that had hung in the air.
"Yeah, um, where is he?" Han Zhan asked, a hint of uncertainty creeping into his voice as he scanned the room for any sign of Han Xin.
"He is in there, taking a shower," Xiang Yu replied succinctly, pointing toward the bedroom with a casual nonchalance.
Han Zhan's expression morphed as he pursed his lips, an expression of confusion flickering across his features. 'Why would Han Xin be taking a shower at a time like this?' he pondered silently.
Setting the bento down on the table with a soft thud, he let out a heavy sigh, his stomach growling loudly in protest. "Ugh, I am so hungry," he complained, reaching out to touch the lid of the bento, ready to dig in when suddenly, Xiang Yu abruptly rolled up his magazine and smacked his hand lightly.
