Once, I wanted to be a good person

"Your family has killed over a hundred of the Si family, and you think a light-hearted claim that you're also victims will settle things? Too naive, don't you think?"

Jiang Cheng's face turned a livid shade as he glared at Fang Ze, then slowly forced his words through clenched teeth, "I've said it before, our family didn't do it on purpose! We were used by others!"

As he said this, he suddenly paused, then continued, "Haven't you found out from the information left by your family what exactly our 102 noble families represent?"

Fang Ze looked slightly surprised, "Hmm? Is there an unexpected gain?"

What else is different about the nobles compared to ordinary people?

Seeing Fang Ze's expression, Jiang Cheng immediately showed a hint of realization. He seemed to want to explain the meaning behind his words, but he appeared to be constrained by some rule, unable to speak.

His face turned comically red as he opened his mouth but remained unable to move or speak.

However, seeming to have experienced something like this before, he tried several times and finally managed to vaguely reveal a bit of information, "Do you know why the Commoner Faction has been trying to seize power from us nobles?"

Fang Ze frowned, "Isn't it to control the Federation themselves?"

Jiang Cheng chuckled sarcastically, "That's part of it. But the bottom line is because they don't trust us."

If this conversation had taken place at any other time, Fang Ze would have thought it was a very normal question and answer. But from Jiang Cheng's implied expression, he keenly sensed something was amiss. It was as if something had been overlooked.

After pondering for a moment, he tentatively asked, "Why don't they trust us?"

Jiang Cheng gave him a look as if to say "Good, you can be taught," and nodded. Then he said, "Because we nobles are no longer considered human."

He seemed eager to continue, but the Power of Laws seemed to intervene again, making his face turn beet red once more, leaving him speechless.

After several attempts, he stuttered out, "The Human Race has only 102 demigods. They are the ancestors of our 102 families."

"We are the descendants of demigods."

He hinted, "This pertains to the secrets from fifty years ago when the Federation was established."

After finishing, perhaps the Power of Laws descended upon him once more. He opened his mouth and then fell silent, leaving behind a remark, "Enough. Figure it out yourself," before turning to leave.

At that moment, Fang Ze watched Jiang Cheng's retreating figure, his gaze slowly turning from contemplative to clear. Then he abruptly called out, "Commissioner Jiang."

Jiang Cheng stopped in his tracks, arrogantly with his back to Fang Ze, not even turning his head.

Fang Ze watched his silhouette and slowly said, "You've told me such a big secret. Let me share one with you too."

Jiang Cheng, still with his back turned, responded, "Go ahead."

Fang Ze, "Be careful tonight. I'm coming to kill you!"

Jiang Cheng: ???

No longer able to maintain his cool demeanor, Jiang Cheng, full of question marks, turned around to look at Fang Ze, "Are you sick? Didn't I tell you we, the 102 noble families, are on the same side!"

Fang Ze said with a grin, "Right, you didn't say wrong. But... our Si family has lost over a hundred lives, yet it hasn't seemed to affect 'our side,' has it?"

"If your family loses just you, it should be fine, right?"

Jiang Cheng: ....

Though that was the logic, Jiang Cheng inexplicably felt very uneasy!

He glared at Fang Ze, "Why do you want to kill me?"

Fang Ze replied, "Because you've tried to kill me several times, you've caused me harm."

Jiang Cheng angrily retorted, "All because I didn't know who you were! If you had told me earlier that you were a noble, I wouldn't have thought about killing you!"

"You can't blame me for that!"

After several encounters with Jiang Cheng, Fang Ze had realized that Jiang Cheng was a man immersed in his own world, possessing a unique understanding of it, yet logically consistent, so he didn't bother to argue and simply smiled, "You're right. It's my fault. But I'm still going to kill you tonight."

Seeing Fang Ze talk in such an "unreasonable" manner, Jiang Cheng took a serious look at him and then, dismissing him as "Crazy!" turned and left.

Behind him, to be honest, Fang Ze was caught between laughter and tears.

The Si family, due to the mistakes of the Jiang Family, was left with only Miaomiao alive, and he himself had been hunted and framed by Jiang Cheng time and again. Yet now... he just wanted to retaliate, and he ended up being the "crazy" one?

The world is indeed unreasonable. It's far too unkind to good people.

But compared to this unreasonable world, Fang Ze found the information Jiang Cheng had conveyed in their conversation even more shocking.

They were just very ordinary words:

The nobles aren't human.

There are only 102 demigods among humans, all of whom are the first generation of nobles.

All nobles are the descendants of demigods.

But combined with the information Fang Ze already knew:

For example, nobles only intermarry among themselves.

For example, Bai Zhi's mother's family has the bloodline of Dahei Jialuo.

For example, the Federation suspected the Si Family of colluding with the demigods of the Spirit Realm. They orchestrated the ridiculous Golden Sparrow Flower incident.

For example, even though the Federation established the nobility at its inception and granted them so much actual power and privileges, it has continued to oppress the nobility for decades.

For example, the Commoner Faction, despite seemingly always striving for power, has always claimed to act for the Federation, for the billions of citizens!

A terrifying truth about the founding of the Federation fifty years ago is about to emerge...

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After being down with a fever for two days, I've finally recovered. This is the slowest recovery from a fever I've had in the past two years. Once the fever subsided, I even had a headache for over a day. It shows my body is really not doing well. I won't be updating at ungodly hours anymore.

I started feeling unwell since that one month of staying up late. Afterwards, fever, colds, gastritis, heart pains, rhinitis, and a series of other issues followed.

Your health is your real capital. When you are healthy, you can write more. Everyone, don't stay up late, go to sleep before midnight.

I swear I'll never update past midnight again! Wishing everyone good health!

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