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Nighttime.

Inside a restaurant.

Zhang Xiyue and Xu Shu were repeatedly thanking Fang Yuan.

If it weren't for Fang Yuan arriving in time, the two of them might have already been dead and buried by now.

Ji Yueyi, who was on the side, watched the scene with a faint smile.

Saving two classmates who were supposed to die made her feel very good.

Fang Yuan smiled and raised his glass, accepting the thanks from the two.

"Oh right, Fang Yuan, a few days ago, the police came to us to inquire about what happened at that time. Did those police officers award you for bravery?"

Zhang Xiyue, with a slightly flushed face from drinking, curiously looked at Fang Yuan.

"An award?"

Fang Yuan smiled. "Not yet, it might take some time."

"I see."

Zhang Xiyue nodded in realization.

"I never expected that ghosts really exist in this world..." Xu Shu said beside them.

"This is not just an ordinary ghost," Ji Yueyi couldn't help but interject.