A moment later.
"I need time to think it over," Fang Xuan said blandly.
"Of course."
Sikong Jihuai let out a soft laugh. "A matter of this magnitude naturally requires careful deliberation, weighing the pros and cons. Take your time considering it. I'd do the same in your place—it's only human nature."
Fang Xuan gave an "Mm" and rose to leave.
"Wait."
Sikong Jihuai called out.
Fang Xuan, who had already turned away, paused and raised a brow. "What is it?"
"Two things."
Sikong Jihuai held up two fingers. "First, my second brother has always been narrow-minded and unforgiving, repaying every slight in kind! You ruined his grand scheme this time. He certainly won't let you off easily, so you'd best be careful these next few days."
"Second, Yang Jiang, head of the Yang Family, has been saying outside that his son often visits him in dreams, saying he is cold down there alone. He wants to find the true culprit who killed his son and send him down to keep his son company.
"Recently, he has been secretly investigating you while gathering men. I fear he means you no good."
"Yang Jiang of the Yang Family." Fang Xuan narrowed his eyes, then asked, "How strong is the Yang Family?"
"They have six First Heavenly Gate martial artists, as well as a Sinew Bodhisattva who has reached the Second Heavenly Gate, named Wang Tianli. Though he is only in the early stage of the Second Heavenly Gate, he has immersed himself in the Sinew Bodhisattva realm for many years and is no weakling. Over the years, he has settled quite a few matters for the Yang Family."
Sikong Jihuai smiled and lightly tapped the tabletop with a finger.
"Do you need me to help you deal with the Yang Family?"