"So, listening to what you said, I finally understand, Bi Changhong should be in the same situation as you. Moreover, I suspect..."

Dongfang Sansan frowned and said, "I suspect... Bi Changhong is likely the catastrophe-causing demon Bi Tu who self-destructed and died a thousand years before his awakening!"

"Because many of Bi Changhong’s unique skills actually belong to Bi Tu, but he claims that he obtained Bi Tu’s inheritance..."

Dongfang Sansan was deep in thought.

His expression grew more and more certain.

Finally, his expression turned serious, and he let out a long breath, saying, "It must be so. Fang Che, you have unraveled an ancient mystery for me!"

"I finally figured it out and confirmed who this mysterious Third Vice Sect Master of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect is!"

Fang Che couldn’t help but laugh, "But this Bi Changhong is indeed a bit lacking. Having memories of two lives, he only managed to rise to the position of Third Vice Sect Master in the Wei Wo Zheng Sect."

Dongfang Sansan sneered, "Why do you always think that having memories of two lifetimes is such an impressive feat?"

"For example, you, with both lives added together, you’re not even two hundred years old. Where do you get the confidence to feel so impressive?"

Dongfang Sansan said, "Your only advantage is having an adult’s mature mindset while being able to pretend to be young with a youthful appearance, making people less guarded. But it only takes a decade or so, and when your fresh face ages, this advantage will disappear entirely."

"By then, how will you use your wisdom to face those old foxes who have lived tens of thousands of years? They have truly eaten more salt than you’ve eaten rice. If you still maintain this mindset that experience from two lifetimes makes you stronger than someone who has lived one lifetime, a setback is inevitable sooner or later."

Fang Che felt a chill in his heart.

"Yes. I will remember that."

Dongfang Sansan pointed out that his greatest reliance was not actually a reliance at all.

Fang Che also had a sense of this, but ultimately held a belief that ’being a person for two lifetimes is quite impressive.’

Even starting now, after Dongfang Sansan’s words, Fang Che realized that to completely change this mindset would require a long period of polishing to eliminate this psychological barrier.

This is certain.

"As for your brothers in your memory, handle that yourself."

Dongfang Sansan added another sentence.

Clearly, he was still a bit uneasy.

Fang Che gave a wry smile.

You’ve said so much, what can I say? What more can I think?

He could only nod, "Yes."

Then he said, "Speaking of my background, it’s quite strange. Now that I have grown up, in my mother’s mind, I am qualified to stand on my own. So the matter of my father, which was never mentioned before, has finally started being frequently brought up."

Dongfang Sansan immediately showed interest and said, "I have to say, your innate talent is indeed exceptional. Given the bloodline of the Fang Family in Bibo City and your mother, your innate talent shouldn’t be this good, which is why I’m quite curious about who your father, whom you’ve never met, actually is."

"I have just learned his name."

Fang Che also smiled and said, "If the Ninth Lord has any clues, I hope you can help me find him since my mother longs for his return every day."

"Tell me."

Dongfang Sansan was very interested.

He felt that helping Fang Che eliminate a concern by finding his father would be an incredibly good deed.

Then Fang Che recounted the story of how his parents met and got to know each other.

When he finally spoke about his father’s disappearance...

Dongfang Sansan’s initially excited expression slowly changed.

He turned a bit pale.

"Eighteen years ago, right?" Dongfang Sansan’s eyes showed some astonishment.

"Yes, before this year, I got used to saying it was seventeen years ago, but strictly speaking, it’s been eighteen, nearly nineteen years," Fang Che said straightforwardly.

"Your father’s name is..." When Dongfang Sansan asked this question, he couldn’t help but raise his hand to scratch his ear twice.

This was his habitual action.

Every time something particularly strange or unexpected occurred, he would scratch it just like that.

For example, the matter of Jun Lin’s autobiography...

But today’s matter seemed to be a bigger shock than Jun Lin’s autobiography, causing Dongfang Strategist to scratch three times in a row.

Of course, Fang Che didn’t know these internal details. Even if he noticed, he would just assume Dongfang Sansan’s ear was itchy...

"Fang Xiaoxiao."

Fang Che said forthrightly.

Dongfang Sansan vigorously scratched his ear again.

He masked his face with his sleeve, took a drink of tea behind it, and behind the sleeve was a face wearing a mask of pain.

When the sleeve dropped, his face was normal, and he smiled softly, "So describe what he looks like, and when I have free time, I’ll help you search."

"He should look... decent..."

Fang Che tried his best to describe him.

Dongfang Sansan nodded repeatedly, indicating that he remembered and would certainly help to search diligently.

Then a weary expression revealed itself.

He indicated that today had indeed been very tiring, and it was about time to end things.

Fang Che naturally noticed, "Ninth Lord, are you tired today? Shall we call it a day?"

Dongfang Sansan, agreeable as water, immediately nodded, "Let’s do that then. After all, it’s getting late. You’ve had quite a day too."

He genuinely felt shocked, a bit mentally exhausted.

He could never have anticipated that there would be such a huge surprise in Fang Che’s background!

Almost scared the life out of him.