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"There's no need for that. You both can get up now, but remember to keep kindness in your hearts and do good deeds. We must never disrespect the deceased or the divine as we did in the past," said Ruan Fuxi.
Sun Fan and the photographer quickly nodded in agreement.
Ruan Fuxi continued, "Now that your issues are resolved, I must be on my way." She still had an afternoon class to attend.
Sun Fan and the photographer didn't want to delay her any longer and immediately replied, "Please go ahead, Grandmother."
Ruan Fuxi nodded and left. Although she had yet to contact the Heavenly Path, she believed that with more people respecting and believing in it, the restoration of the Heavenly Path would come faster.
As she thought this, she hurried to school for her first class since the semester began. She was quite well-known now and had many fans at school. Fortunately, this was a school with strict discipline, and everyone understood not to disturb classes, allowing Ruan Fuxi to focus on her studies.
However, aside from the usual students in class, there were also some who came specifically to audit her lectures, along with curious and enthusiastic glances from those around her. Ruan Fuxi could truly feel her popularity.
During the break between classes, a girl hesitated for a moment before asking her with a hint of pride, "Are we still friends?"
Ruan Fuxi looked at the girl in front of her and searched through her memories before smiling and replying, "Of course."
She remembered this girl was named Yang Zhaozhao, one of her former roommates. Coming from a wealthy family, she was cheerful and had a strong preference for good looks. Yang Zhaozhao had genuinely considered Ruan Fuxi a friend at one point, but their friendship had soured after a quarrel over Ruan's difficult personality. They hadn't reconciled since.
Yang Zhaozhao thought to herself that if she took the initiative to mend things and Ruan Fuxi ignored her, then she would never want to be friends again.
The last time they argued, it was her fault, yet she still hadn't come to apologize. However, Fu Xi was quite popular now, and her fortune-telling skills were impressive; many people wanted to be friends with her. Although Fu Xi had a bad temper before, she seemed to have changed for the better. Perhaps it was time to reconcile after all. After all, she was truly beautiful.
But did Fu Xi still want to be friends with her? Yang Zhao Zhao felt a bit nervous and anxious. When she heard Fu Xi's affirmative answer, she was momentarily taken aback. She blinked in surprise and then broke into a wide smile.
Yang Zhao Zhao immediately sat down next to Fu Xi. "Alright then, let's just forget about what happened before. It was just an argument; what friends don’t argue?"
Fu Xi smiled back, "Okay."
The reason they had fought last time was that Fu Xi had worn Yang Zhao Zhao's latest dress without asking for permission first. When Yang Zhao Zhao found out, she wasn't angry; she simply told Fu Xi to let her know next time. But Fu Xi had exploded in response.
She thought Yang Zhao Zhao was being overly picky, while Yang Zhao Zhao felt disrespected, leading to their quarrel and subsequent cold war.
At this moment, Yang Zhao Zhao waved her phone and said, "I’ve removed you from my blacklist; you should do the same for me."
Fu Xi took out her phone and remembered that she had indeed blacklisted Yang Zhao Zhao. So, in front of her, she removed her from the blacklist.
Yang Zhao Zhao chuckled happily. Then, with a curious expression, she leaned closer to Fu Xi and whispered, "Did you hear about what happened at school during the summer break?"
Fu Xi looked puzzled. "What happened? I don't know."
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