(Two readers guessed this chapter's title, and then... what could I do... I could only write it this way, turning away silently.)
That Qin official was a woman, radiant and bright-eyed, with a natural beauty.
With a single sentence, she could send all the Qin officials out of the hall, especially those former Cangzhou men. Her standing in Xianyang was naturally extremely high, and she had an old connection with Tong Yan.
This established her identity. Of course, she had never intended to hide who she was from Jing Jiu, or why would she have risked coming here?
Looking at Zhuo Rusui as he slipped out from behind a pillar, Bai Zao tilted her head slightly and asked in some bewilderment, "What are you doing here?"
"Now there's nothing I can do," Zhuo Rusui said listlessly.
Thinking over his words, she vaguely guessed something. She looked uncertainly at Jing Jiu and said, "You were waiting for him?"
"Yes," Jing Jiu said.
Bai Zao was deeply puzzled. "He's the emperor of Qin. Chu no longer has the strength to resist. Why would he risk coming here?"
"Your Senior Brother is a very proud man," Jing Jiu said. "He should be quite happy to come here and admire the sight of me surrendering."
Bai Zao shook her head. "Being proud doesn't mean he'll lose himself in his triumph."
"By my calculations, he might not feel triumphant," Jing Jiu said, "but he has already lost himself somewhat."
There was clearly another meaning behind those words.
Bai Zao fell silent for a while, then asked, "How did you guess?"
"Deduction and calculation aren't guessing," Jing Jiu said.
Bai Zao looked into his eyes. "But in the end, you still calculated wrong."
Zhuo Rusui nodded vigorously beside them.
"If you hadn't come, perhaps