Cheng Wulan had no way to deal with Xiang Yu. She gritted her teeth and waved her fist at him from behind. If she wasn't infatuated with him, she'd hit him right here.
The place had now turned into a ruin, with smoke still rising from some spots, clearly not fully burned.
Xiang Yu continually inspected every corner, his brow tightly furrowed.
Cheng Wulan followed closely behind Xiang Yu, her eyes reddened, almost on the verge of tears.
"What on earth happened here?" Cheng Wulan murmured to herself.
At this moment, Xiang Yu turned around, looking seriously at Cheng Wulan, and asked, "Is your friend part of the rebel army?"
Cheng Wulan quickly shook her head, replying, "No, she's just a mercenary leader."
"It can't be that simple, can it?" Xiang Yu suspiciously stared at Cheng Wulan, but seeing her earnest expression, he knew she wasn't lying.
That meant she actually wasn't aware of the other person's true nature.
