In front of everyone, the Dragon King accused the Central Plains envoy's bodyguard of being the killer. It caused more shock and surprise than Han Fen's nonsense—and left everyone even more confused.
Everyone looked at one another. At last, Wei Song spoke. "I believe the Dragon King isn't one to make things up. If you say this, you must have evidence, right?"
"I do." Gu Shenwei said it, and the scene that had been no more than a hazy blur suddenly came into sharp focus.
Deputy Envoy Sun Chengqi looked rather agitated. Apparently, he thought the people of the Western Regions were all somewhat unreasonable. "I must remind the Dragon King that Lord Ma's bodyguard is dead. He died right beside Lord Ma. Are you saying he killed himself out of guilt? And what about the assassin who fell from the city wall?"
Gu Shenwei's gaze swept across the room. "Please hear me out first. This is only a guess, nothing more. Then I'll prove that it's correct." He paused, then continued. "For some reason, this bodyguard—I still don't know his name—killed the envoy inside the carriage. His plan was probably to fake an assassin's attack on the bridge, chase after him, then return and 'discover' that the envoy had been killed. The guards at the city gate would have been perfect witnesses. What he didn't expect was that there really was an assassin, who killed him without mercy. The assassin could have escaped, but then he too ran into trouble: someone lying in wait hunted him down."
"That's a lot of 'trouble,'" Sun Chengqi said sarcastically. If this was what the Dragon King was capable of, he no longer wanted to join forces with him to topple the Western Regions Protectorate Official.
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