Inside a luxury hotel in Daâao City.
âWow, this is really amazing, Yang Jian, look at this presidential suite bed, itâs so big and soft. Do you want to try it?â
Jiang Yan lay on the bed, rolling around with a smile on her face, then turned her gaze with a hint of seduction towards Yang Jian standing by the window.
Yang Jian ignored her. This room was on a high floor of the hotel, overlooking Daâao City.
At this moment, the ghost-eye had opened, and the city was being spied upon by him, exposing all its secrets and hidden things.
But there were also places here that he couldnât spy on.
A few safehouses, an old house, a rental apartment, a villa⊠and a place called Daxing Entertainment City.
Some of these places were blocked by Gold, some were shrouded in supernatural interference, obstructing his vision, while others exuded mystery and eeriness, hinting at the presence of lingering ghosts.
Clearly, beneath this seemingly prosperous and peaceful city lay some unknown terrors.
âDaxing Entertainment City? It seems the place where Wang Bin and Zhang Xiangu went before was there. Sure enough, there is supernatural interference. So, their terrible loss wasnât just due to bad luck but supernatural influence. As I had suspected, this is a setup targeting me,â Yang Jian thought to himself.
He didnât believe the other party would use supernatural powers just for Zhang Xiangu and Wang Binâs wealth worth billions.
Everyone in the supernatural circle knows that Shangtong Tower in Dachang City is Yang Jianâs place.
âWhat are you looking at? Is it that interesting? Standing at the window all day, donât you ever get tired of looking?â Jiang Yan pouted slightly, complaining as she walked over.
She too tried to look outside.
Although the scenery wasnât much, it became boring after a while.
Yang Jian slowly withdrew his gaze at this moment, then turned to ask, âThis time we might come into contact with people from the supernatural circle. If youâre scared, you can fly back now.â
âHmm?â Jiang Yan blinked: âThat makes me even more determined not to go back.â
âWhy?â Yang Jian asked. âHave you become braver?â
Jiang Yan giggled, holding onto his arm: âWhere else would be safer than by your side? If you canât protect me, I wouldnât be alive today. Also, if they want to deal with me, theyâd have to deal with you first. If they really want to come after me, hiding anywhere would be useless, donât you think?â
âYouâve become smarter.â Yang Jian looked at her, then slowly turned his gaze away.
âIâm not stupid.â Jiang Yan pouted.
Indeed, as long as Yang Jian was alive, those around him would always be safe. No one would be foolish enough to bypass Yang Jian and target his people, as it would only infuriate him, causing even more trouble.
Moreover, the only real threats were the ghost tamers; ordinary people posed no threat.
Last time when Zhang Wei was kidnapped by Sun Ren, Sun Ren didnât dare to harm him but released him immediately after getting what he wanted.
Because Sun Ren knew his aim was to gain profit, not to provoke Yang Jian and be hunted by a top ghost tamer.
âSince youâre not stupid, stay in the hotel. Iâm going out for a walk alone now,â Yang Jian said.
âWerenât we supposed to be traveling together? Why not take me with you?â Jiang Yan asked.
Yang Jian replied, âYour mouth is too noisy, just like my mom. Iâll show up for dinner at six, let Wang Bin and Zhang Xiangu be ready; the location remains the same, at Xinji Restaurant.â
As he finished speaking, a red light suddenly flashed around.
Then he abruptly vanished before her eyes, leaving no trace.
Jiang Yan wasnât surprised by such sudden disappearances, but she started to doubt herself, âAm I really that annoying? No way, heâs trying to shake me off by saying that. I canât be fooled. If Iâm a mute every day, Iâd surely be ignored. Only by clinging to him more can I make him care more about me.â
She fantasized, persistently trying to win over Yang Jian.
This was the biggest adjustment in her life, and Jiang Yan was eagerly immersed in it.
After Yang Jian left the hotel, he didnât wander around Daâao City. He was unfamiliar with this city, feeling alienated by its culture and environment. As someone who had lived in Dachang City for a long time, he felt out of place here.
But he still decided to explore a few places.
Soon.
He appeared in front of an underground safehouse.
âA high-level safehouse.â Yang Jian squinted slightly, placing his hand on the cold metal door.
Grabbing the door handle, he pulled it strongly.
The heavy metal door deformed instantly, and red lights started flashing around, triggering alarms.
But Yang Jian was unfazed, continuing to open the safehouse door by force.
He stepped inside, finding a large basement with food, water, and some survival equipment stored there. Besides, there were some valuable items like antiques, paintings, and gold.
âA safehouse only used to store wealth? Must have been built for emergencies. My concern is unnecessary.â
After taking a quick tour around, Yang Jian shook his head and left promptly.
He hadnât been gone long.
People arrived with security guards at the safehouse in haste.
âThe outside alarm didnât trigger, but the one inside the safehouse did. Someone breached it and opened the safehouse directly.â
Leading the group was a mature man in his thirties. His face looked somewhat grim as he went inside to take stock.
He discovered that nothing was lost; only the main door had been damaged.
âSomeone from the supernatural circle has been here, and theyâre a figure not to be trifled with.â
The man took a deep breath, his body trembling slightly with an inexplicable fear.
Despite the high level of security, the intruder seemed to have strolled in and out effortlessly, as if on a casual walk.
âGo check the surveillance cameras.â The mature man snapped back to reality, ready to review the footage to see who had visited this place.
Meanwhile, Yang Jian had already gone to investigate another location. He didnât find anything wrong with his actions,
as he needed to check for hidden dangers and ascertain what was inside the safe house.
The second location was not a safe house but a residential building in the old part of Daâao City.
It was a 24-story old building, but due to years of disrepair and incomplete facilities, few people lived there. Only some old folks clinging to the past and some tenants temporarily living there due to financial difficulties.
Even so, the building was not fully occupied.
Yang Jian stopped in front of the building, not entering it.
Passersby cast curious and odd looks at him as he stood there.
âYoung man, looking to rent a place? I have an apartment, cheap for rent,â an elderly man greeted him with a smile.
Yang Jian glanced at him without speaking.
At this moment, a woman nearby warned, âYoung man, donât rent here. Recently, several young men disappeared inside this building. An old lady said she saw ghosts in the corridors. Thereâs something unclean here, and they say at night, strange people roam the halls like theyâre searching for something.â
âThis place is quite eerie; if you listen to me, youâd hurry and look elsewhere.â
âWhat eerie stuff? Donât listen to that old ladyâs nonsense. I grew up here; if there were ghosts, how could I still be alive?â the old man loudly retorted.
âJust because there werenât any before doesnât mean there arenât any now,â the woman replied.
The old man, angry at having his business interrupted, started cursing, while the woman didnât back down, and the two began arguing below the building.
Yang Jian remained expressionless, still inspecting the building.
His Ghost Eye on his forehead began to peer in.
Exploring floor by floor.
At close range, Yang Jian could see things very clearly.
However, as he observed the first floor, second floor, third floor⊠when he reached the eighteenth floor,
suddenly,
a roomâs door started to shake violently but then quickly calmed down.
The door was tightly locked, with seven or eight locks of varying ages, the oldest being a rusty old brass lock, while the newest was added a couple of years ago, seemingly to ensure no one could open it.
Moreover, the door was very sturdy, with an iron gate outside. Without some brute force, there was no way to open it.
âIs there something supernatural inside?â Yang Jian stared at the oldest brass lock.
He had seen this type of brass lock before.
In the past, at the eerie mansion, he saw an identical brass lock on the door of the mysterious room where Sister Hong stayed.
However, the mansionâs brass lock was well-preserved, while this one was covered in rust and dust.
âThe same lock, the keys might be interchangeable; I might be able to open it,â Yang Jian hesitated internally.
But eventually, he dismissed the idea.
This was Daâao City, not his Dachang City. There was no need for him to create trouble.
If he opened that brass lock and something extraordinary got released, he would have to clean up the mess for the person in charge here.
Better not risk it.
Without hesitation, Yang Jian turned and walked away.
He headed to the third location he couldnât peer into.
The third place was an ancient mansion from the Republic of China Period that had not been abandoned. Instead, it was renovated and turned into a restaurant that was still operating, though it had few patrons. Business looked quite poor.
Yang Jian frowned slightly as he walked into the restaurant.
Upon entering, his expression darkened.
Because he smelled a familiar scent.
It was the smell of burning corpse oil.
Yang Jian looked up at the suspended oil lamp on the ceiling.
The source of the smell was there.
âA restaurant lighting a corpse oil lampâis it cooking for the living or for the dead?â Yang Jianâs eyes wandered slightly, observing the food on the customersâ tables.
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