Song Qingshu's heart pounded wildly. He had not expected the other man to question him so directly; clearly, his suspicions had reached an extreme.
But he quickly realized that the man was probably only testing him. If he had truly been certain, why waste so many words on him? He would have simply ordered Song Qingshu seized.
Come to think of it, it was rather surprising. He had taken a trip around the Mongol Empire and somehow caused so many people to kick the bucket? Still, he understood that he had merely helped things along. The true culprits were the Sky-Connecting Shaman and Haemish, those two masterminds operating behind the scenes. Naturally, he could not expose them. He hoped there would be even more Mongol traitors like them, preferably ones who would take out a few more important figures and throw the Mongol Empire into even greater chaos.
"What do you mean by that, sir? When Nachen and Hesar died, I was not even present. How could their deaths have anything to do with me?" Song Qingshu's thoughts raced as he replied.
"So you admit that the other deaths were connected to you?" Lichimei's pupils narrowed, a dangerous gleam appearing in his eyes.
Song Qingshu gave a bitter smile. "You cannot set traps for me like that. Regarding Red Sun Dharma King's death, I had already cleared myself of suspicion at the time. Naya'a's matter was just explained before the Great Khan. As for Öchen and the others, I admit that I failed to protect them properly, but I absolutely cannot accept the accusation that I deliberately harmed them. Besides, I did not even know Elder Usun was dead."
"Yet every matter has something to do with you. Is there really such a coincidence?" Lichimei sneered.
Song Qingshu sighed gloomily.