Effortlessly grabbing the fork from Qi Chen's hand, Feng Yuan played with it as he watched 'Qi Chen' dissolve into foam and disappear before his eyes. He touched the tip of the fork with his hand. Although it looked sharp, the fork was actually quite soft—when Feng Yuan lightly pressed his finger on it, the tip deformed.
"It seems they've taken safety into account."
Casually tossing the fork aside, Feng Yuan curiously surveyed the empty restaurant. At this moment, all his classmates had vanished without a trace, with Xiao Ji vigilantly standing by Feng Yuan's side, observing their surroundings.
