Feng Guang snorted and said, "Bookworm, you don't understand. I use my phone and the internet to keep track of world events."

"I don't understand. I only know that I can't fail my exams, unlike some people who barely pass every time." Yan Yu's grades are the best in the whole grade. Every time she sees Feng Guang's ranking on the report card, although it's not at the bottom, it's not high either. She really doesn't want to admit that this is her twin sister.

Feng Guang curled his lip and said, "Isn't it enough to just not fail the course? Why are you making so many demands?"

"Those who walk different paths cannot make plans together," Yan Yu shook her head, feigning a sigh.

But the scenery suddenly stopped.

Yan Yu looked up, "Why aren't you leaving?"

Feng Guang cupped her face in her hands and said, "There's a handsome guy up ahead..."

Following her gaze, Yan Yu saw a man standing under the shade of a tree. His black suit accentuated his tall and slender figure, and his outstanding appearance always carried a coldness. At first glance, women would habitually label him as a serious man, or rather, a cold and serious man.

"Hey, he might be a teacher from our school. Let's go up and say hello!" Feng Guang said with a smile, pulling Yan Yu over.

Yan Yu rolled her eyes. What greeting? This girl just thought he was pretty and wanted to strike up a conversation.

Feng Guang asked politely, "Hello, are you a teacher at our University A?"

"I'm Junyu, the new lecturer in the Chinese Department." His expression seemed to soften a little, but only a little, because there wasn't even a hint of a fake smile in his eyes.

Yan Yu suddenly frowned and said, "Where did this heretical sect come from, daring to impersonate a lecturer?"

She pulled her hand away from Feng Guang's and tossed out a yellow talisman.

Jun Yu casually raised his hand and caught the talisman. The talisman burned to ashes in his hand, but he felt no pain at all. Instead, he said with a hint of appreciation, "You can see the demonic energy on my body. Your cultivation is not bad."

"What?!" Feng Guang exclaimed in surprise, "You're a demon? I didn't sense it at all!"

Yan Yu was truly exasperated with her older sister, "With your half-hearted cultivation, it would be a miracle if you could even tell that someone is a demon!"

Yan Yu and Feng Guang both became disciples of Ziwei Zhenjun at the same time, but their cultivation levels are now worlds apart. Let alone a demon, Feng Guang might not even be able to detect a ghost following him.

Actually, you can't blame Fengguang for this. She's afraid of ghosts, so naturally she won't put her heart into learning about ghost-related things. She quickly took a few steps and nimbly hid behind Yanyu. "I definitely can't beat him, sister, protect me."

Yan Yu thought wearily that Feng Guang's self-awareness was a rare virtue. Seeing that there were no outsiders around, she conjured a blue longsword and said to Feng Guang, "You hide to the side."

As soon as she finished speaking, she flew towards the man, and a fight quickly broke out.

Feng Guang obediently hid behind a tree, silently observing the battle. This was no ordinary fight; every move was accompanied by sparks and lightning. She trusted Yan Yu's strength, but watching this spectacle felt a bit lacking. "If only we had some melon seeds..."

Otherwise, just squatting here watching the show seems a bit too monotonous, just like how guys who watch porn always have tissues on hand.

A hand reached out from the side, "Want some five-spice flavor?"

"Thanks." Feng Guang casually grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds, and before she could even crack one into her mouth, she realized what was happening and stared blankly at the person next to her.