Killing the Familiar
If you had a clear conscience, you had nothing to fear from ghosts.
As a pillar of the Apocalypse, Professor Fu devoted himself wholeheartedly to scientific research. He was upright and incorruptible—so what could he possibly have to hide from the Night Watchers?
Besides, it was quite a coincidence that they'd arrived at the same time—and the person in question was an acquaintance.
"Sure."
After struggling to put the Sword in the Stone back with both hands, Ji Liushuang felt a weight lift from her shoulders. She didn't question the decision she'd made before Fu Qian arrived.
With her superior back, her concerns dispelled, she was brimming with confidence.
"Please, follow me."
After putting the sword back in its wooden case, she left it in the lounge and naturally took the lead.
Professor Fu needed no introduction. He followed her through the Sword Participation Institute's grounds, looking even more familiar and at ease there than he did at the Apocalypse.
To be honest, among the academy's four institutes, the Apocalypse really was the one he seemed to visit the least.
"It's just ahead."
Ji Liushuang's reminder arrived just as he was reflecting on that. They had reached their destination.
This time, she didn't even need to knock. The heavy wooden door had already opened from within.
"Professor Fu?"
Yuan Fang leaned out, looking quite well and unable to hide his surprise.
"Chief Yuan."
Though it felt a little strange to call him that, Fu Qian politely nodded in greeting.
"After I got back, I heard from Student Liushuang that you'd arrived too."
"What a coincidence."
Yuan Fang glanced at Ji Liushuang behind Fu Qian and grinned in agreement.
He naturally didn't suspect that Professor Fu had never actually left and was only using this as an