He Ruoqinhu shook his arm, the sound crisp and clear.
He Ruoqinhu said: "These things, though seemingly formidable, cannot block me."
"If I want to kill you, it won't be more difficult than killing a chicken."
Jiang Gao looked at him, saying: "General He Ruo would not do such a thing."
He Ruoqinhu remained silent, while Jiang Gao sat calmly before him, gesturing for someone to bring wine and meat. He Ruoqinhu stayed silent, but extended his hand to tear off meat to eat, indulging in the drinking with boldness.
Jiang Gao said: "Back when the General and my father were contesting for the empire, he was once trapped in an ambush, locked up tight. General Gao Xiang, hungry for several days, finally caught prey, but couldn't start a fire lest it attracted the enemy."
"General Gao Xiang felt it was not worth the risk, but my father insisted on lighting a fire to cook the food."
