Once I thought it through, my earlier suspicions became uncertain again.
Maybe my parents really had simply trusted me too much to suspect anything was wrong with me lately. Maybe because I was already an adult, had a job, and lived independently, they'd chosen to turn a blind eye rather than confront me, even if they had their doubts.
As long as it had nothing to do with demons or anything like that, I hoped things at home would stay that way. Knowing too much might only make them worry. What I was doing was far too dangerous, and so was my situation. I could die at any moment. Rather than have my parents worry day and night, it was better for them to know nothing. If I really died someday, they could just think it was an accident.
"Have you tried summoning a demon?" Chen Xiao Qiu suddenly asked, changing the subject.
Naturally, she was asking Wu Ling.
"I have," Wu Ling replied. "Either it failed, or I only managed to summon a ghost."
Perhaps Wu Ling was so certain demons didn't exist because she'd tried summoning one herself.
"I'll have Nan Gong look into those people's parents first. If there's no way to summon one by force, then we'll have to wait and see. Quite a few people from that class are still alive. Mr. Ren is still alive, too," Wu Ling said.
That was one way to deal with it.
After we finished discussing things, I got out of the car and went our separate ways from Fatty and the others.
The main reason was to avoid getting them into trouble.
I took public transportation, especially the subway, so I wouldn't run into any shared bicycles.
If I came across one while walking, any traffic accident would