Qingran nodded. "I understand."
The director gave her a measured look before continuing, "We'll be going to greet his family later. It would be good for you to come along."
She inclined her head slightly in acknowledgment. "Noted."
With that, she turned and left the office.
The moment she stepped into the hallway, she let out a slow breath, her fingers pressing lightly against her temples.
Lu Zhou was dead.
And now, she was expected to show up and pay respects like this wasn't yet another complication stacked on an already overflowing pile of problems.
She still had six more people to add to her save list. Six people she needed to track down, assess, and pull into her circle before things started spiraling out of control.
She still had to find her brother.
Her jaw tightened slightly.
Lu Zhou's death wasn't something she could ignore, but neither was the clock ticking down to the apocalypse.
Pushing the thoughts aside, she turned on her heel and headed toward the pantry.
