Xiang Yu watched as his Dragon Squad brothers were stripping the clothes off the other gang, he turned away, pretending not to see, but couldn't help thinking to himself with a smirk, "That's truly in our style."
A few minutes later, he turned back around to see the eight men standing there in their underwear, their expressions no longer arrogant, only filled with fear and anxious not to be stripped of their undergarments as well.
"What the hell is going on here?" Xiang Yu asked with a look of surprise on his face.
The leader, clenching his teeth and glaring fiercely at Xiang Yu, then said let's go, and turned to leave.
"Don't go, guys. Walking around with your butts hanging out like that isn't too proper," Xiang Yu called out.
By then, the brothers behind him had already burst into laughter, they were Xiang Yu's brothers. Xiang Yu himself never cared much for propriety, so they felt even more unrestrained in their actions, knowing they had Xiang Yu's support from behind.
