Max Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey…?
Chapter 740: She Became Afraid

Chapter 740: Chapter 740: She Became Afraid

From that day on, Fan Ran grew to thoroughly hate them, as well as Lun Fangfei.

Song Taishan’s face was grave, "Why would Lun Fangfei do such a thing?"

Fan Ran choked up a bit, "I don’t know... At first, I didn’t know the reason, until I was about to kill her, she told me, she was forced..."

That day, for Fan Ran, was a nightmare.

She dared not recall it.

She couldn’t bear to stay at school, but felt terrified to go home.

Fearing her studies would be wasted.

It was only when her parents, sensing something was wrong from her tone of voice on the phone, came to the school to see her, that they discovered how haggard she had become, having lost a lot of weight.

Her parents immediately took her to the hospital, where she was diagnosed with severe depression.

Fan Ran’s parents didn’t dare delay, they went through the process to withdraw her from school and took her home.

But Fan Ran simply couldn’t face the nights.

Each night, she was involuntarily haunted by those memories.

She didn’t dare go to the police, as there hadn’t been any evidence left behind at the time, and reporting it later would be useless.

All she had left was endless self-loathing and fear.

So, she still chose to commit suicide.

Perhaps due to the heavy resentment from her life, her soul didn’t immediately disperse after her suicide.

But for some reason, at first, her soul couldn’t leave the house.

It was quite some time before she gradually gained control over her Soul Body, and tried to venture out.

She drifted and drifted, and finally returned to the school.

It was more than a year later.

Initially, she hadn’t thought about revenge, merely wandering through the school in a daze, watching others her age come and go, thinking how wonderful it would be if she could have lived a life like that.

What truly firmed up her resolve to seek vengeance was Zhou Yan.

After she returned to school, she found that her death hadn’t affected Zhou Yan and the others in the slightest.

Not only that...

Zhou Yan, that bastard, had done some indescribable things to her and was bragging about it everywhere.

That time, it ignited Fan Ran’s Evil Qi, along with her determination to get revenge.

She first targeted Guo Wenxuan, the planner and instigator of the incident, then went after Li Xiao and Lun Fangfei.

Before she found Lun Fangfei, Fan Ran also wondered why Lun had treated her that way.

When Fan Ran attacked Lun, Lun begged for mercy and told the truth.

Lun said that Guo Wenxuan and the others had coerced her.

Once, Ai Tingting and others took her to the bathroom and did indescribable things to her.

They threatened her, saying that if she didn’t help out, those photos would appear on the internet.

Ai Tingting and Guo Wenxuan also gave her a bottle of water.

They told her the water wouldn’t kill anyone, but they couldn’t be sure of the side effects it might have.

They made Lun Fangfei choose: either she drank it herself or had Fan Ran drink it.

One or the other.

There was no opting out.

Lun Fangfei had no room to fight back, as they had something on her, and she didn’t know what they had put in the water.

Lun told Fan Ran that she thought it was just ordinary water with something added, like hot pepper or lemon or something like that.

She genuinely hadn’t expected there to be anything else in it.

It wasn’t until Fan Ran collapsed after drinking the water and was taken away by Ai Tingting and her cohort that she realized what had happened.

"Didn’t she call the police afterward?" Song Taishan knit his brows.

Fan Ran let out a bitter laugh, "That’s also why I killed her. I asked her why she didn’t call the police, and she told me she was afraid—"

Song Taishan felt somewhat suffocated.

If Lun Fangfei had called the police at the time, and they got there fast enough, they might have caught everyone in the act, and it would be easier to convict Guo Wenxuan and the others.

Maybe Fan Ran wouldn’t have chosen suicide.

But...

There are no ifs.

There are no maybes.

Life only comes once; there’s no such thing as a do-over.