"Your clan was annihilated, and we truly feel very sorrowful and regretful. But fortunately, you are still alive, inheriting your family's bloodline. That can be considered a silver lining amidst the misfortune."
"So, as long as we mend our relationship, our Jiang Family will definitely support and cultivate you with great effort so you may lead the resurgence of your Si Family from the ashes!"
Suppressing the urge to curse out Jiang Cheng, Fang Ze slowly stood up and said, "I need to use the restroom first."
Seeing Jiang Cheng about to say something, Fang Ze added, "I've been holding it for too long while waiting for you."
Having said that, he turned and went upstairs.
Upon reaching the top, Fang Ze opened the door to his bedroom, deliberately leaving a crack, then went to the desk, picked up a flower petal, shook his head gently, and whispered, "Flower God, Flower God, someone is here, help me check his strength and weaknesses."
At that moment, the Flower God had just eaten and was feeling a bit drowsy, her thoughts slightly sluggish. Hearing Fang Ze's words, she yawned, then slowly said, "Got it—you wait for your old lady..."
As she spoke, she sensed her surroundings to make sure there was no surveillance, then her Divine Soul cautiously spread out, descending to the floor below and scanning near Jiang Cheng.
At first, she was extremely cautious, worried that Jiang Cheng might detect her.
For a moment, seeing that Jiang Cheng was completely unaware of her, she became bolder. Her Divine Soul began to probe further, inching closer.
After a while, as Jiang Cheng's brow slightly furrowed and he emitted a light "Eh?", releasing his own senses, the Flower God's Divine Soul receded like a fast tide, returning to the bedroom.
Jiang Cheng's sensing ability was clearly far too weak; after scanning his vicinity and not noticing anything abnormal, he retracted his senses.
Meanwhile, back inside the room, the Flower God yawned and then said, "Just a Yang Transformation stage below, huh?"
Seeing that the Flower God had finished her investigation, Fang Ze turned to close the door while saying, "Mhm," and asked, "Right. That's him. How strong is he? If we only use Spirit Ascension stage, can we defeat him?"
The Flower God in the petal rested her cheek in her hand and asked, "How many Spirit Ascension stage fighters do you have? What phase are they in? Did they forcefully advance their level or did they steadily work their way up step by step?"
Fang Ze pondered his own strength and estimated, "Probably three to seven at the Spirit Ascension stage. As for the level, maybe mid or high phase? Steadily advanced, I'd say."
The Flower God pondered for a moment, "Mid phase probably won't cut it. With six or seven at the high phase, it should be about even odds."
"Originally, you wouldn't stand a chance. But the guy downstairs is too mediocre. His aptitude is average, his cultivation level violently pushed up, and obviously, he hasn't fought in a long time. He has strength but may not be able to utilize much of it."
"Still, the Yang Transformation stage is indeed much more powerful than the Spirit Ascension stage. The Spirit Ascension stage is quite weak—the initial phase is even weaker than the Fusion stage, the mid phase barely has fighting capability, and only high phase is considered to be rapidly advancing. So even if he's not adept at fighting, he can probably handle five to seven high phase Spirit Ascension stage fighters."
Hearing the Flower God's analysis, Fang Ze had a rough idea in his mind: they could try to fight, but... it would be risky.
Thinking this, Fang Ze couldn't help but ask again, "Does he have any weaknesses or vulnerabilities that could increase our chances of winning?"
The Flower God thought for a moment, "Actually, there is one!"
"Come, I'll tell you!"
Five minutes later, Fang Ze left his bedroom and went downstairs.
By now, Jiang Cheng was becoming a bit anxious in the living room.
Upon seeing Fang Ze, he couldn't help but ask, "Did using the bathroom take that long?"
Fang Ze casually replied, "Had to do a number two, is that a problem?"
Inwardly mocking Fang Ze with a thought of "Typical of a child lost to the outside world, utterly lacking in manners," Jiang Cheng then slowly said to Fang Ze, "So, what do you really think?"
"Am I correct in guessing your thoughts?"
Hearing Jiang Cheng's question, Fang Ze looked at him and then, smiling, nodded, "You guessed right. I indeed want to reconcile on behalf of the Si Family with your Jiang Family."
Jiang Cheng, receiving Fang Ze's affirmative answer, couldn't hide his satisfied expression.
Just as he was self-assuredly about to say a few more words, Fang Ze continued slowly, "However... the grievance of nearly a hundred lives from our Si Family can't simply be wiped clean with a few words from me."
Jiang Cheng was taken aback and watched Fang Ze warily, "Then what do you want?"
Pausing, he added, "The one who harmed your family was the previous Chairperson, and the one who schemed against us and you was He Weidao. We are also victims in this."
Fang Ze nodded, "Right. What you said is correct. Therefore, I didn't expect you to pay a heavy price. Just compensating us with one life from your family would suffice."
A sense of foreboding rose in Jiang Cheng as he narrowed his eyes at Fang Ze.
Indeed, Fang Ze looked at him and said, "That's right. Jiang Cheng, take your own life. Once you're dead, I'll definitely write off all the grievances with the Jiang Family."
"Slam!" Hearing Fang Ze's words, Jiang Cheng forcefully slapped the table, stood up, pointed at Fang Ze, and reprimanded in anger, "Fang Ze! You're playing me again!"
Seeing that his thoughts were seen through by Jiang Cheng, Fang Ze couldn't bother to pretend anymore. He leaned back on the sofa, lounging casually, and looked at Jiang Cheng, saying nonchalantly, "Yeah, just playing you. So what?"
"Isn't it you who played me first?"