Yan Yu couldn't sense the presence of demonic energy, so she figured the demon must have already left. She reluctantly sheathed her cyan longsword, her face extremely ugly. Since she had achieved a certain level of cultivation, she had never encountered an opponent in the past few years. Now, she had been played like a monkey by this demon, and in the end, she couldn't even track down his whereabouts. Naturally, she felt very unhappy.

"Fengguang!" Remembering her cowardly twin sister, Xia Yanyu immediately decided to redirect her anger. She walked behind a tree and dragged Fengguang, who had been watching the show, out. "Your sister is fighting for her life, and you're just sitting here eating sunflower seeds and watching the show?!"

"I'm not the only one watching the show!" Feng Guang quickly threw the melon seeds into a nearby trash can, feeling wronged. So don't just scold her alone.

"You're not alone? Are there other people?"

“Well… wait?” Feng Guang turned around and saw that the man who shared her tastes was gone.

Xia Yanyu tapped Feng Guang on the head. "Where is there anyone? Have you seen a ghost? If you don't care about your sister's life or death, just say so, okay?"

"How could that be... I was so worried about you. Look, even though I'm afraid of these non-human things, I still stayed here and didn't run away, did I?" Feng Guang smiled ingratiatingly, cursing the man who ran away so fast a hundred times in her heart.

"Oh no!" Xia Yanyu suddenly cried out, clutching her head. "I'm going to be late for my major class!"

She couldn't be bothered to argue with the cunning Feng Guang, and immediately ran towards the teaching building.

It's just being late, it's not like I failed a course...

Unlike the hurried pace of summer rain, the scenery unfolded at a leisurely pace, like a stroll in a courtyard.

Upon entering the classroom and seeing the middle-aged female teacher on the podium, known as the "devil's nightmare," she immediately wanted to turn around and leave. Unfortunately, this teacher had sharp eyes.

"Xia Fengguang, where do you think you're going?" The teacher on the podium stopped lecturing and walked straight to the door, a chilling smile on his face.

Feng Guang looked pained, but turned around with a smile on his face. "I just saw it was Teacher Wu, right? I like Teacher Wu the most. I was thinking that Teacher Wu must be tired from teaching, so I just wanted to buy a bottle of water."

"Really? When did Xia become so considerate and sensible?" Teacher Wu laughed. "This makes me wonder if what Xia said about me being a 'ghost-fearer' was really true."

"It's a misunderstanding, this is definitely a misunderstanding." Hearing the suppressed laughter from her classmates in the classroom, Feng Guang felt embarrassed for once. She wasn't the only one who used the nickname "Ghost's Sorrow," but she was the only one caught red-handed.

Feng Guang glanced at Yan Yu, who was sitting in the front row like a well-behaved student, and communicated with her eyes, "Isn't she supposed to not teach our class? Why is she here to teach today?"

"The Classical Chinese teacher has something come up and the class has been rescheduled. Good luck to you." Xia Yanyu winked and then pulled out a book to block her view, clearly gloating.

Feng Guang remained silent for a long time before smiling apologetically and saying, "Teacher Wu, if I had known you were teaching today, I would have come to reserve a seat long ago. Everyone in our class knows that. You are my most admired teacher."

"Oh? Xia admires me a lot?"

"That's right. I look forward to Teacher Wu coming to teach us every day. Now that my wish has come true, I am extremely happy."