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If I had to give an example, it was probably like the difference between a lone wandering ghost taking a commercial flight and a vengeful ghost taking a private jet.

However, the power of humans and ghosts was limited. All Feng Yang and the vengeful ghost could do was calculate the right time. Once the moment of reincarnation truly arrived, the Six Paths of Reincarnation would send the soul on to be reborn according to the fate already recorded in the Book of Merit. All past events would vanish into smoke. Even Feng Yang, who sent the vengeful ghost off to reincarnate, would not know her identity or fate in her next life.

This parting would last for all eternity.

After sending Huo Yanran away, Feng Yang quietly returned alone to the Sheep Village graveyard and stored the Illusory Spirit Array in the Vengeful Ghost Talisman.

At this point, Feng Yang had fulfilled all his contracts with the two ghosts.

That night, Feng Yang said goodbye to the production crew members still staying in A City and returned to Songjiang with his parents and older brother.

When they arrived at the train station, Feng Yang saw the old man ghost still lingering in the waiting room. The old ghost followed behind the Feng Family all the way onto the platform. When the train pulled away, he even waved his arms goodbye to Feng Yang.

"What are you looking at?" Feng Fei asked suspiciously, following Feng Yang's gaze toward the empty platform.

"Nothing." Feng Yang withdrew his gaze. Suddenly, he wanted to call Yin Li.

Yin Li was not doing too well right now.

The news that Yin Qing had nearly been abducted by human traffickers in A City and had then been rescued by Feng Yang had long since spread online. Videos of Yin Li following Feng Yang's team and the local police deep into Sheep Village to rescue people were also gradually released. For a while, the rich second-generation playboy with a poor reputation became a minor internet celebrity praised for standing up for justice.

So the moment Yin Li returned to Yanjing, a group of fair-weather friends called to invite him out for drinks and karaoke, while also celebrating the Yin family's eldest young master's debut in the spotlight.

"Spotlight my ass! You guys didn't see it—our Feng Yang, now that's what you call a debut in the spotlight." In the KTV private room, Yin Li held half a bottle of beer like a microphone, endlessly singing Feng Yang's praises. His friends' ears were practically growing calluses from listening.

"Is that really necessary?" One of them was unconvinced. "We all watched the video. That kid really is impressive. He kicked people three meters away with one kick each. Add his looks and temperament, and if he wanted to debut, he'd definitely become a kung fu superstar. But we think you're not bad either! Do you really have to grovel before an outsider like this?"

"What do you mean, outsider?" Yin Li immediately bristled. "I'm telling you, he's my—" sweetheart!

"Hey, are you close with that Feng Yang?"

Before he could finish, another childhood friend whose family owned a film and television company suddenly became interested and interrupted Yin Li's heartfelt confession. "Does he have any interest in entering the entertainment industry? If he does, help introduce us. We can sign him directly to my family's company."

"Chestnut, don't worry. That kid is Qingqing's lifesaver, which makes him our brother. I definitely won't treat him badly. What do you say?"

Yin Li's sincere display of affection was choked back by his friend's words, leaving him somewhat deflated. He said irritably, "No introductions! He doesn't want to be a celebrity. You know Li Baihua, right? He's a pretty famous director. He wants to work with our Feng Yang on a documentary. Before, he even urged our Feng Yang to become a star and act, saying he'd introduce him to roles for cameos in films by major domestic directors. Our Feng Yang still refused."

Every word Yin Li said dripped with inexplicable bragging. Even the lilt at the end of his sentences was unbearably smug. His friends' eyes were beginning to sting from watching him.

"That's enough already! I really wonder just how charming that kid is to have our Chestnut so captivated. Tell me, how long have you been sitting here? You haven't even finished one bottle of beer, but you've brought up Feng Yang at least eighteen times!"

The others had had enough. They clamored for Yin Li to punish himself by drinking three bottles.

Knowing he was in the wrong, Yin Li gulped down three bottles of beer. His bladder felt ready to burst, but he still insisted on singing Feng Yang's praises. "Our Feng Yang is just that amazing."

"No, I need to use the restroom." As he spoke, Yin Li climbed off the sofa and hurried into the bathroom.

After relieving himself and washing his hands, Yin Li happened to glance at the mirror. He suddenly saw a female ghost standing in the reflection, her long hair covering her face and her red clothes as crimson as blood.

Yin Li: "..."

Yin Li: "!!!"

"Ah—"

"Ah—"

One human and one ghost screamed in unison. One spun around and fled the bathroom, while the other fled deep into the mirror.

Inside the private room, the playboys who had been singing, playing drinking games, chatting, drinking, and flirting with girls were instantly stunned. The room abruptly fell silent as Yin Li came scrambling out of the bathroom, his face deathly pale and covered in sweat. "A ghost! There's a ghost!"

"What?" Everyone rose at once and rushed into the bathroom. But it was spotlessly clean inside—not even a ghostly shadow could be seen.

"Chestnut, that's going too far, isn't it?" They had only made him drink three bottles of beer. Did he really have to play such a prank to scare them?

"I never realized before that you were such a good actor, Chestnut." The friend whose family owned a film and television company patted Yin Li on the shoulder. "Are you interested in entering the entertainment industry? How about I make you debut in the spotlight?"

"Exactly! That performance just now would absolutely crush all those young pretty boys in the entertainment industry!"

"I'm not lying! There really was a ghost in the mirror just now." Yin Li's face was full of terror as he gasped for breath. "A female ghost in red. Judging by how she looked, she was definitely a vengeful ghost."

"When you were relieving yourself, did she get a good look at everything? Did she suddenly show herself because she was satisfied with what she saw and wanted a hookup with you?" His friends did not believe Yin Li's ghost story at all and laughed as they teased him.

"What did that female ghost look like? Was she hot?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Be careful not to anger the ghost." Yin Li raised his right hand, looking utterly serious. "I'm really not lying to you. I can see ghosts now. This private room isn't clean. We shouldn't stay here."

Seeing Yin Li commit so fully to his act, his friends laughed even harder.

"It's fine! We're not afraid of ghosts, especially female ghosts. If she has the guts, let her show herself and chase me. If she catches me, I'll go hehehe with her!"