Zhao Zuo felt as if a star had exploded in his head, his mind going blank for a moment. All his previous theories had been completely overturned by her death.
'Why did she kill herself?'
'Wasn't she the type to abandon everything just to live?'
'And she just died? Like that?'
Zhao Zuo had never imagined things would develop this way. He wasn't some peerless, master strategist, after all. He had considered numerous responses, but Zhao Qingmeng's suicide wasn't one of them.
There had to be a solid reason for her suicide. Unless... she died to protect an accomplice. But if her entire persona had been a disguise, then who could possibly be so important that she would give up her life to protect them?
Or perhaps... the price she'd paid was far greater than he knew.
Zhao Zuo stared at Zhao Qingmeng's corpse, lost in thought. Memories of her flashed through his mind as he searched for any possible inconsistencies.
In a way, her death brought the matter to a close.
