Wu Yuemei fiercely shook off Cheng Zhihai's hand, "Have you discovered anything now? There are not many in the entire Great Zhou who could assassinate Guanger."
"Apart from Qian Siyuan and his people, what have you found out yourself?"
Cheng Zhihai's lips quivered, struggling to speak, and finally said ambiguously, "I have some suspicions about who might have done it, but at the moment I'm not certain. I plan to look into it further later."
Wu Yuemei asked, "Who is it?"
Cheng Zhihai fell silent for a few breaths, then sighed and slowly began,
"Yuemei, I suspect it might be something His Majesty has done."
As Cheng Zhihai's words fell, Wu Yuemei's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and her jade fingers clenched tightly together.
After a pause, Cheng Zhihai continued, "His Majesty has always harbored misgivings about our Duke Zhen's Mansion. He had intended to move against my Bureau of the Lamp some time ago but wasn't successful."
