I’m a Good Person, But I’m Not the Holy Mother!

It was June 12th on Sunday in the seventh week of the semester.

The incident with the missing Riceball Takeout delivery riders seemed to have come to an end for the time being, but it was just as troublesome trying to sort out the aftermath. After Odd Zhuo had bailed Third Saint out, the latter had begun to assist Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal in follow-up investigations and dealing with the aftermath. That night, they took the witness statements of the twenty-one riders in the gourd. Although they were now souls, their statements were just as legally binding according to Huaxiu nation's laws.

"So that's the basic situation…"

After a night of cross-examination, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal explained the situation in the group chat, then amply promoted his good will. "The next thing we need to do is to help these twenty-one surviving delivery riders apply for accident insurance with the insurance company."