Chapter 692 Is It A Conspiracy?

• "Tell me, how did my mother die? If you can't explain it clearly, unless you kill me right now, otherwise, I won't let you off," Zhao Rong glared at me with gritted teeth and shouted.
• To be honest, I could understand her feelings. Anyone would react this way upon hearing that their mother had died.
• "This matter is complicated, and I can't tell you right now," I thought for a moment and said to Zhao Rong.