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Xia Zhifei pouted, wrinkled her nose unhappily, and lay back in the passenger seat.

"Sit still." Lu Zhao patted her leg helplessly.

"But we haven't gone out to play in a long time!" The young lady grumbled, lying there unwilling to move.

Ugh……

Lu Zhao rubbed her temples, feeling a headache coming on. Just now, she had gone to Liu Qingluo for a follow-up medical check-up, and the results were not optimistic.

Although the blood clot in her cerebral cortex has not spread, it is still there, which means that her memory lapses will continue.

Aside from that, Liu Qingluo didn't say much about the few extra bruises on her body. She just applied some medicinal wine, rubbed them hard a few times, and then left them to fend for themselves.

Perhaps it was just her imagination, but she felt that Minister Liu's attitude towards her had been slightly worse than when they first met.

Well... it's also possible that he's dissatisfied with himself because he sees that he still doesn't take good care of his body.

She didn't reveal a single word of any of these situations to Xia Zhifei, so the young lady still believes that her condition is improving.

“Really, my parents will send money next month as usual as our living expenses for next year. Anyway, we still have some savings this year, so why don’t we go on a trip and come back?” Xia Zhifei was still trying to persuade her.

Lu Zhao remained silent for a while, then fastened his seatbelt and said in a deep voice, "If you're not getting up, then I'll drive."

As he spoke, he reached for the handbrake.

"Hey, hey, I'll sit up straight, okay?!" The young lady sat up with a resentful look, adjusted her seat, and then looked at her with dissatisfaction, "Ah Zhao, you're not cute at all."

"I know," she replied casually, then stepped on the gas.

With so much pressure on her shoulders, she really wasn't in the mood to joke and play around with Xia Zhifei.

The atmosphere in the car remained silent. Lu Zhao drove while Xia Zhifei wore headphones and scrolled through her phone. They drove all the way back to the entrance of the residential area, parked the car, and Lu Zhao turned to look at her. "We're here."

Xia Zhifei responded and then got out of the car. He stood there for a while, and when she didn't get out, he knocked on the car window suspiciously, "A-Zhao?"

"Oh, I'll go to the martial arts gym to practice some more," Lu Zhao rolled down the car window, a faint smile appearing on his face. "I have to prepare for the departmental competition."

The young lady blinked, as if she had figured something out, and stomped her foot angrily, "Go if you want!"

After saying that, he stormed into the residential area.

In her opinion, given Lu Zhao's skills, why would he need to practice? Taking down those so-called elites from the second team would be a piece of cake. Her so-called practice was just a way to avoid her because of what happened earlier!

But only he knew what was going on in his own life. Sitting in the car, watching the young lady's angry back, Lu Zhao felt his trigeminal nerve start to hurt again.

There was nothing she could do; she couldn't say anything, and there were many things she couldn't say. In a world full of secrets and lies, it was inevitable that she and Xia Zhifei, her childhood sweethearts, would have doubts and arguments.

However, there are some things that cannot be said, but some things that can be revealed with caution. To be honest, a cold war with Xia Zhifei is not a scene she wants to see. The original owner of this body doted on her so much, so he certainly didn't want to quarrel with her.

But... let her vent first, then go back and explain things to the young lady.

Rubbing his temples uncomfortably, Lu Zhao sighed heavily, took out his phone, sent a message to Master Lou, and then drove away.

……

When Lu Zhao came out of the Lou family martial arts school, it was already dark. He touched his stomach, which was hungry again due to the strenuous exercise, and thought for a moment. He decided to go to the snack street to find something to eat first, and then bring this back to Xia Zhifei.

If there's something delicious to tempt her, the young lady might be a little easier to talk to... right?

Actually, she wasn't quite sure, since she had no memory of the original owner arguing with Xia Zhifei.

We can only take it one step at a time.

Recalling what Master Lou had said about her today, Lu Zhao couldn't help but frown again.

"I don't know what's bothering you, but you need to remember that overthinking is tiring, and a heavy heart makes the body heavy. Your reaction just now was far worse than when you came in this afternoon."

Yes, you have to be focused on whatever you do. It was only because Master Lou was in a good mood tonight that she didn't yell at anyone. Otherwise, given her previous state, she would have definitely had a good cry in the martial arts gym.

"Forget it, I'll go back and explain things clearly tonight." She sighed again, pondering how to tactfully tell Xia Zhifei about her current physical condition.

As she walked along, lost in thought, she slowly made her way to the nearby food street on the edge of the university town.

As dusk settles, the weather is still bitterly cold, but this bustling little street is filled with young faces. Couples stroll hand in hand under the neon lights, while vendors at the food stalls call out their wares loudly.

The aromas of various delicacies wafting through the air filled her nostrils, and Lu Zhao subconsciously sniffed, instantly brightening her mood, which hadn't been great to begin with.

Delicious food is indeed a great medicine for healing the mind.

She walked and stopped frequently, and soon she had several plastic bags hanging from her hand, filled with the things Xia Zhifei usually liked to eat.

"Boss, how much is this?" she asked as she walked up to a takoyaki stall.

"Eight yuan a box!"

As expected of a university town, the prices here make her feel like she's back ten years ago!

Lu Zhao happily bought a box and ate it as he walked. Just as he was about to dart over to other stalls, he suddenly stopped.

Psychic fluctuations?

Are there spirits here?

She instinctively wanted to go look for them, but then she thought, with so many people, it's perfectly normal to find one or two spirits among them.

With that thought in mind, Lu Zhao stopped paying attention to the spirit race member and continued eating his way through the village.

Just as she had finished exploring almost the entire food street and was about to head home, she heard a scream from afar.

Chapter Twelve: Ceasefire

The moment he heard the shout, Lu Zhao didn't even think before instinctively rushing towards the source of the sound.

"Excuse me! Please move aside, thank you!"

After struggling through the crowded area, before I could even catch my breath, I saw two men fighting each other in front of a bar, and a young woman lying on the ground not far from them.

The other person was barely breathing, with half a wine bottle stuck in their abdomen, and bright red blood was gushing out from the gruesome wound.

Lu Zhao stared intently at the bright red liquid that had spilled all over the floor. The image of the blood-stained bedroom flashed through his mind, and he froze on the spot, unable to move.

"Stop hitting! Stop right now! Someone's going to die!"

Just then, a petite figure rushed out from the crowd, trying to persuade the two men who were still fighting to separate.

That's...Wenruo?

Lu Zhao looked at the petite figure with hesitation, swallowed hard, and then took a few steps forward to the two men. He punched them both in the face, one in each hand.

What are you doing!

"Leave me alone!"

The two shouted at her in unison, only to be punched in the stomach by Lu Zhao each.

After two more cries of pain, she pulled Wenruo back step by step until they reached the woman lying on the ground. Then she gestured for Wenruo to squat down and check the woman's wounds.

“A fight in the middle of the street, and injuries too,” she said, looking at the two men with a grim expression. “I’ve already called the police. You two just stay here and behave yourselves!”

Then she looked at Wenruo and asked, "How is the situation?"

“She’s already lost consciousness,” Wenruo shook her head, took out her phone and said, “I’ll call an ambulance right now!”

Lu Zhao nodded, then looked at the onlookers and called out, "Everyone, if anyone saw what happened clearly, please stay and assist with the investigation. If you just want to watch the show, please disperse and don't block the ambulance from coming!"

After a short while, most of the onlookers dispersed, leaving only two or three men and women standing in place.

"Did you see what happened clearly?" she asked as she stepped forward.

One of the girls nodded. "Yes, we and Yu Li... the injured person were friends who came here to drink together. Two guys over there tried to talk to her, and they started fighting over something..."

"Then why was Yu Li injured?" Lu Zhao frowned.

In bars, it's not uncommon for fights to break out over jealousy, but it's rather unusual that the women being fought over always end up in the fights.

The girl shook her head. "I don't know. The bar was too dark and it was too chaotic at the time. All we know is that Yu Li was forcibly dragged away by one of the men. When we came out to look for her, we heard a scream, and when we looked again... she was already lying on the ground."

"Hey! Who are you?!" one of the two men who had been fighting earlier said impatiently, "What right do you have to interfere in our business?"

Lu Zhao narrowed her eyes unhappily, turned around and walked to the man who was only half a head taller than her. "Judging from your attire, you two should both be college students, right?"

"So what if I am?" the other person said dismissively.

"You're all adults, why don't you use your brains?" She sneered, turning to point at Yu Li, who was still angry and oblivious. "Don't you understand what's going on here?"

The man paused, a hint of helplessness showing on his still-young face. "I...I didn't touch her! What does this have to do with me!"

"Is that so?" Lu Zhao gritted his teeth, poking his chest with a finger. "Whether you touched her or not, it's not up to you or me to decide. We have to wait for the police to come and investigate before we can draw a conclusion. So now, just stand here properly!"

Her last words were utterly cold, startling the other person for a moment.

She glanced back at the other man who kept his head down and didn't speak. She narrowed her eyes and looked him up and down a few times until she noticed some cuts on his right hand. Then she understood.

A few minutes later, an ambulance and police arrived at the scene one after the other.

Lu Zhao gave them a hint about his identity as a member of the Spirit Management Bureau, and after briefly explaining the situation on the spot, he was able to escape with Wen Ruo.

"Aren't we going to the police station to help with the statement?" Wenruo asked, following behind her with some surprise.

She didn't speak until she walked out of the food street and saw that there were significantly fewer people around. Then someone explained, "You've just awakened, and there are some things you don't understand yet. If you become a Spirit Clan member, it's best to avoid visiting the police station."

Wenruo, still confused, asked, "Why?"

"Hmm... let's just assume there are many important secrets in the police station, and it's not convenient for the Spirit Clan to go there." She shrugged and didn't say anything more.

Wenruo nodded, still a little confused. "Okay, I understand. I'll definitely be more careful in the future!"

Lu Zhao smiled and reached out to rub her head. "I sensed a spirit race member near the food street just now. It must have been you."

"How did you do that?" Wenruo asked, her eyes widening in astonishment.

Having just awakened, she still knows too little about the Spirit Race.

Even if ordinary people have some knowledge of the Spirit Race, unless they become Spirits themselves, they will never be able to experience the mysterious sensations that only Spirits possess.

Lu Zhao thought for a moment and simply sent the research results he had seen during his hospitalization to Wen Ruo. Since Wen Ruo now had the academic buff, she estimated that Wen Ruo could finish the research in just half a night, while Lu Zhao could look at the research results for half a month.

"Alright, it's getting late, you should hurry back to the hotel." She thought for a moment and then asked, "Do you need me to take you back?"

Wenruo's face flushed slightly, and she nodded vigorously, "Then thank you, Sister Lu!"

"You're welcome."

Who wouldn't love such an angelic girl? Especially considering that the other party was clearly powerless, she dared to rush over to try and break up the fight when no one else dared to step forward. Her courage is truly commendable.

"Oh, right," she thought of this and couldn't help but remind him, "Next time you encounter something like this, make sure you're safe first. What if you get hurt by those two men?"