"What if there was another way?" Wenzhi suddenly asked.
Jiang Zhaohe frowned. "...Another way?"
"You helped us settle in Yanjing. You were the one who pushed me into becoming Sovereign's faction leader. You stood there talking about freedom, about changing the system." He held her gaze steadily. "You could've told us the truth back then. You could've simply said you wanted everything to end."
For a brief second, something flickered across Jiang Zhaohe's face. Then, she let out a bitter, ugly laugh.
"And what would've happened?" she asked. "What would you have done? What would Shao Xinyuan have done?"
She shook her head, her voice turning sharp. "You two weren't even close back then. You barely trusted anyone, and you were still trying to survive each other."
She looked up at him, her eyes burning. "And why am I even listening to you?"
