Mysterious Revival

"Perhaps we should all calm down a bit."

After nearly five minutes of conversation, the atmosphere had gradually soured, the previous calm and peacefulness between them lost, suggesting the possibility of conflict. Considering Yang Jian's emotional state, Li Yao immediately chose to cease the argument.

"I've always been calm, it's you who are too full of yourselves," Yang Jian said.

"It's normal for you to think that way, given that you're considered one of the top ghost masters in the country—you certainly carry that weight. However, that's not capital to dismiss others," Li Yao said.

Yang Jian scoffed, "Relying on an illusory power to lure me into working for you? Not even mentioning compensation, only ensuring that you won't take me down after the event's success?"

"Your terms are basically like something out of a martial arts novel, 'Kill yourself, and I assure you a full corpse.'"

"This condescending attitude is like giving alms to a beggar; it's simply nauseating and disgusting. There's no need to go on, I won't listen, and besides, the five-minute talk is almost up. I think it's time for me to leave."

With that, he stood up, looming over Li Yao who was sitting on the opposite sofa.

Li Yao's gaze remained calm, not the least bit intimidated, maintaining her confident demeanor and unruffled composure.

Such cultivation was indeed extraordinary.

"Actually, sometimes I agree with some people's views—ordinary people should have the self-awareness of being ordinary. They shouldn't meddle in everything, especially not blundering into domains that aren't theirs. The outcome is often disastrous." Yang Jian fixed his gaze on her for a moment before withdrawing it.

"That's too bad; you've missed a good opportunity,"

Li Yao said with a hint of regret, seemingly pitying Yang Jian.

"I feel sorry for you too. Seemingly clever and confident, yet failing to understand reality. Unaware that this often leads to self-destruction. One must learn to weigh themselves."

Having said that, Yang Jian glanced unintentionally toward a vacant area nearby.

"But I think you will change your mind when we meet next time."

After speaking, he left via the elevator without looking back.

Li Yao watched him leave, not even rising to see him out. Only after Yang Jian's elevator reached the twentieth floor did her expression change slightly, a trace of coldness emerging as she let out a dissatisfied huff.

"Ungrateful."

"As expected, this Yang Jian is not easy to recruit. He's a difficult person to deal with. In his world, there's only room for himself; he won't tolerate others. This kind of character, put mildly, is selfish, but more broadly, is overbearing and unwilling to submit to anyone. It's a pity indeed."

Out of nowhere, a mysteriously appearing conference room now occupied the previously empty space on the ground.

Inside the conference room sat four or five individuals on chairs, silent, their gaze directed this way.

The speaker was a man in a well-tailored suit, his handsome features tinged with an unnatural pallor, lacking the vibrancy of life.

"We didn't expect success from the start; we just wanted to gauge Yang Jian's attitude. However, his personality rather reassures me. Since he doesn't agree to join us, he naturally won't join others. This is good; in the end, he will only become a lone wolf, and lone wolves don't survive crisis."

"It's a pity that the power of the Ghost Domain rests in his hands. People like him, able to use Ghost Domain from the first ghost they master, are extremely rare. Li Jun that anomaly doesn't count."

Li Yao, unsurprised by the sudden appearance of these individuals, stood up and said, "Since we have given up on the target Yang Jian, I suggest we make contact with Feng Quan. He seems to have had some friction with Yang Jian, and as Dachang City's first international ghost master, his credentials are certainly old enough to be worth pursuing."

"Feng Quan, huh? That's not a bad idea, but there's no rush. What I want to know is whether Yang Jian will become an obstacle for us in the future. Our conversation just now was not only unfruitful but seems to have had some adverse effects," said the young man in the suit, waving his hand.

Li Yao thought for a moment and replied, "If he doesn't become a captain candidate, I don't think he will pose much of a problem. However, if he does become a candidate, he will be a major obstacle. I heard that Zhao Jianguo is vigorously arguing for Yang Jian's position as captain, and Professor Wang has also made recommendations."

"Zhao Jianguo is still so invested even after quitting? That's rare," the young man in the suit chuckled.
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Li Yao said, "He may have quit, but the resources and connections he left behind are still there. However, I don't understand why Zhao Jianguo would strongly endorse Yang Jian."

"That's not difficult to understand. Once Yang Jian becomes captain, Zhao Jianguo can benefit from it too. He's putting all his eggs in one basket, promoting a ghost master who he believes will be advantageous to him. Under his name, only Yang Jian has the credentials to contest; the rest are just making up the numbers."

"Given the possibility that Yang Jian could become the team captain, and considering he's one of Zhao Jianguo's people, there's no question about it. Once the spot is confirmed, we immediately take down this Yang Jian. We can't allow such a dangerous individual to emerge from headquarters," said someone with a harsh tone.

"Agreed."

"I agree too." The other few nodded in agreement.

The young man in a suit shifted his gaze, "Since you all say so, let's settle on that for now."

In just a few words, it seemed that Yang Jian's fate was decided.

"By the way, Li Yao, you can now make contact with that Feng Quan. We need to hurry and recruit some top ghost tamers. The more strength we have, the more security and stability for our future. Supernatural incidents are on the rise; we need to plan ahead."

"Feng Quan is already in J City. I'll find a suitable opportunity to make contact in the next few days," Li Yao said.

"Let's call it a day. To come all this way just for this 'Ghastly Eye' Yang Jian doesn't seem worth it. I thought he was some sort of dangerous individual, but it turns out he's quite ordinary."

With a hint of a smile, the entire conference room disappeared eerily as the young man in the suit stood up.

The surroundings once again became spacious.

Clearly... this was a kind of Ghost Domain.

After leaving the hundredth floor, Yang Jian found his mother on the twentieth floor.

She was a woman a little over forty, with ordinary looks, the type you wouldn't notice in a crowd.

At that moment, Yang Jian's mother, Zhang Fen, was sitting at a desk, clicking away at a computer mouse, seemingly engrossed in earnest work, though at her age, she was obviously not accustomed to using a computer, so her actions were somewhat slow.

Yet, beside her, there were even more wooden individuals.

Yang Jian even spotted a few people in their seventies, sitting there drinking tea and working on computers, their hands trembling as they held the mouse.

Clearly, the people working here were only under the guise of a legitimate reason for protection. Work efficiency and performance didn't matter at all.

His arrival was already known to a manager.

The middle-aged man with glasses approached very politely, "Is it Zhang Fen? You can take a break now."

"Manager, it's not time for a break yet," Zhang Fen said, looking up in surprise.

The manager pointed to the side, "The one called Yang Jian, that's your son, right? He's come to the company to see you. So as not to disrupt the normal work of others, I'll allow you to take the day off."

Zhang Fen followed his gesture and indeed saw Yang Jian standing outside the work area with a smile looking her way.

She was a bit startled.

Her son, Yang Jian, had come to J City. How did he get here?

"Go on then, don't disturb the others," said the manager with a gentle voice and a smile.

"Thank you, Manager," Zhang Fen said gratefully, and then she put down her work.

Seeing this, Yang Jian felt relieved. His mother indeed received good care working here. He had inquired briefly and heard that the salary wasn't low, and the company even had a penchant for handing out bonuses at the drop of a hat—subsidies when the temperature was high, bonuses for good performance, and even compensation when one got sick...

At first glance, it seemed like the best company in the world.

Moreover, the working hours were short—two and a half hours in the morning, two and a half in the afternoon, totaling just five hours, with food and lodging free of charge.

The only downside was that you couldn't just leave the company whenever you wanted.

Yang Jian could understand this policy. Such comprehensive protection was already challenging to manage. If relatives of ghost tamers could leave the company at will, how many security forces would be needed?