Once, I wanted to be a good person

Thinking of this, Fang Ze's gaze towards the middle-aged man began to become strange.

Earlier, Hei Yu had said this person was mad. Fang Ze didn't believe him, thinking how could the young master of a noble family be mad?

But now, after sorting out what this middle-aged man had done, Fang Ze believed it.

For the sake of a grudge from over a decade ago, for his own selfish desires, he did something as outrageous as openly intercepting a core member of another noble family. If this isn't madness, what is?

One can only wonder why the Ma Family chose this person as their young master. Could it be... are all the people in the Ma Family mad?

Fang Ze recalled some intelligence about the Ma Family he had once glanced at unintentionally: Their bloodline was related to anger? The higher the anger, the stronger the power?

So... do they find it very hard to control their emotions?

While Fang Ze was still puzzling over this, the middle-aged man glared at him and spat out his words through gritted teeth, "You are Si Ze? The last remnant of the Si Family?"

The man's words dragged Fang Ze back to reality from his thoughts. His brow furrowed slightly. The term "remnant" was extremely offensive, full of deep malice. Especially saying it on his turf—such provocation was too much. How rude.

Thinking this, Fang Ze's expression turned serious. He turned his head and asked Hei Yu, "Didn't you say the Ma Family's young master wanted to see me? Why don't I see him? All I see is a barking dog here."

Hei Yu was taken aback by Fang Ze's words, then quickly stifled a laugh and said, "Young Master, this is the guest you were supposed to meet."

Hearing Hei Yu's words, Fang Ze put on a deliberately surprised expression, "He is the Ma Family's young master?"

Finished speaking, Fang Ze turned to the middle-aged man, his face full of apology as he sincerely apologized, "Sir, I am terribly sorry. I never thought the Ma Family's young master would be so coarse, unrefined, and ill-mannered. So I didn't recognize your identity. I hope you can understand."

Fang Ze's tone was exceptionally gentle as he spoke, as if he were earnestly apologizing, but his words were even more insulting than what the middle-aged man had said. The middle-aged man instantly exploded, pointing at Fang Ze and roaring, "Who the fuck are you insulting!"

Seeing the man directly tear off the pretense, Fang Ze no longer needed to hide either. He looked at the man coldly and said, "Anyone who deserves it. Do you deserve it?"

"I…" The middle-aged man was at a loss for words.

At this moment, Hei Yu quickly played along from the side, "I apologize, sir. Our young master indeed didn't recognize your identity just now, please don't misunderstand. After all, to err is human."

Hearing Hei Yu's words, the middle-aged man's eyes nearly spewed fire. He felt the raging power within his bloodline becoming increasingly difficult to suppress. He could only glare at Fang Ze with bloodshot eyes, gasping for breath.

Although Fang Ze sensed the middle-aged man's abnormality, he ignored him. He walked directly to the main seat in the living room, sat down, then looked at the middle-aged man and asked, "This is..."

Saying this, he glanced at Hei Yu, who immediately whispered, "Sima Jin."

Fang Ze, "Ah, Sima Jin. May I ask, why have you come to our Si Family?"

Hearing Fang Ze's words, Sima Jin suppressed the agitation in his heart, glared at Fang Ze with his blood-red triangular eyes, and said, "I came to take Elder Liu back."

"Earlier, Elder Liu invited you to be our guest on my orders but later did not return. I heard he was retained by you, so I came to take him back."

Though Sima Jin was somewhat hot-tempered, he had clearly learned quickly. Fang Ze had just used grandiose words to mask his malice, so Sima Jin returned the favor, glossing over the Mortality-Shedding attack to deal with Fang Ze.

But while his idea was good, Fang Ze played by no rules. Hearing his words, Fang Ze took a sip of tea and said without hesitation, "Elder Liu who invited me as a guest?"

"Then Mr. Sima must have come to the wrong place. I didn't encounter anyone inviting me tonight, nor did I keep anyone as a guest."

"But since you mentioned this, it does remind me that our family encountered a vicious suspect tonight who attacked me in broad daylight! My subordinates apprehended him on the spot."

Hearing Fang Ze's words, Sima Jin's eyes narrowed and he opened his mouth to object. But Fang Ze gave him no chance, continuing, "As for the suspect's identity, we have made an initial guess."

"I'm currently handling the case of a Demigod. Now there's been an assassination attempt. So that person is very likely a Demigod Believer, trying to kill me to stop my investigation."

Hearing Fang Ze blatantly twisting facts, Sima Jin's inner fury reached its peak. He already hated the Si Family deeply, and now with both new and old grievances piled together, his bloodline power became uncontrollable: flames erupted from his eyes, his hair turned into a blazing black flame, rising like an inverted brush.

At this sight, Fang Ze, though initially startled, quickly saw an opportunity and formulated a plan.

He swiftly moved behind Hei Yu and shouted, "Sima Jin! What are you doing? This is the Si Family's estate, and you dare commit violence! Are you one of those Demigod Believers too?!"

Hearing Fang Ze's words, Sima Jin turned to him, black flames blazing on his head, dark eyes gleaming with fire, looking incredibly terrifying, "Si Ze, don't slander me! This is just a normal reaction of our Ma Family bloodline. We..."