(Mr. Gongsun, my guess isn't necessarily the truth. A child about to be wronged stands by your side, do you intend to stop thinking?)
Is it necessary to be so harsh? Are you my mother or my teacher? Forcing me to think? I'm here to vacation, not volunteer. I've had enough of your Country's bullshit!
But Gongsun Ce contained his urge to roar. He knew getting angry now was useless. Alandia's speculations may not be correct either... Think, think... Contradictory testimony... Contradictory evidence...
Gongsun Ce vaguely had some ideas, but he still felt lost in the fog, like a leaf blocking his vision. At that moment, a Knight of Dawn spoke again.
(Remember the discussion about the foldable knife?)
(Ah, the conjecture of Philis committing the crime...)
He had made a wrong assumption because he didn't know that nobles could also carry small knives. It was like setting a trap for Jane last night; under a wrong premise, even a reasonable argument leads to a wrong conclusion.
