"This isn't narcissism, this is confidence." Yun Ji smiled broadly. "Come on, call me 'senior' and I'll take you to find Zhao Yi?"

Feng Guang's first reaction was to tell her not to think about it, but considering Tang Xiaole's situation, she still asked suspiciously, "Do you know where he lives?"

"Of course, Zhao Yi stopped living in the dormitory when he was a sophomore. He rented a house with Tang Xiaole outside. Coincidentally, I knew where their rented house was."

How did you know?

"It's simple. Tang Xiaole is the president of the drama club, and everyone in the club has been to her house for gatherings." Yun Ji raised an eyebrow. "So, how about it? How about sincerely calling me 'senior'?"

Her expression was complicated. After a long while, she managed to utter, "Senior."

"The sound is too soft, I can't hear it."

She gritted her teeth and endured it, "Senior!"

"Good girl, junior. I'll take you to find Zhao Yi right away." Yun Ji's smile was as warm as a spring breeze, and he was extremely happy. Anyone who didn't know better would probably think he had won the lottery.

That attitude... Feng Guang will remember it!

After spending more than ten minutes walking to the bottom of an apartment building off-campus, Yun Ji looked at a window on the twelfth floor and said calmly, "I think... I should come up with you."

"Why?" Feng Guang looked up at him.

Yun Ji bent down slightly, getting a little closer to her face, and smiled slightly. "Because with your abilities, going to find a female ghost... is just too dangerous."

Feng Guang pursed her lips, unable to refute him. She knew that what he meant was that there were indeed some unclean things in that apartment.

He patted her head again, "Don't be nervous, I'm here for you."

The intense masculine aura wafted over her, and her face flushed involuntarily. She stiffened and took a step back. "Then let's go up."

She turned and walked into the apartment building, her retreating figure giving the impression of a hasty escape.

Yun Ji smiled and followed her.

Stepping out of the elevator, Feng Guang looked at the door of an apartment building, then glanced helplessly at Yun Ji standing beside him.

Yun Ji smiled and rang the doorbell. Soon, the door opened, and Zhao Yi, who looked unwell, answered it.

Feng Guang was still wondering how to start the conversation when he saw Yun Ji put on a very sad look. "Junior Brother Zhao, I wasn't at school for a while. I heard that the club president had an accident, so I wanted to come and see you. I'm late, I hope you won't mind."

"No... it's already very kind of you to come, senior." After a slight pause, Zhao Yi stepped aside. "Please come in, both of you."

Upon entering the room, Yun Ji introduced, "This is Xia Fengguang, a freshman at our school. You've heard of her, right?"

"I've heard of him, he's a famous person at our school." Zhao Yi extended his hand with a polite smile. "Hello, I'm Zhao Yi."

"Hello." Feng Guang extended his hand and shook Zhao Yi's hand.

"Fengguang, the girl, also heard about the president and that's why she thought of coming with me to see you. As you know, the president even gave a speech for the freshmen at the opening ceremony."

“Yes…it all happened two months ago.” Zhao Yi recalled Tang Xiaole standing on the podium at that time, and a touch of sadness appeared in his eyes.

Yun Ji sighed, "We are all heartbroken by the passing of the club president. Junior Zhao, please accept our deepest condolences."

"I understand..." Zhao Yi forced a smile. "Look at me, I forgot to pour you tea. Please sit on the sofa for a while, I'll go pour you two glasses of water."

After saying that, he went into the kitchen.