Chapter 10: Confrontation at the Meeting

Chen Shoushan and another had just sat down when someone else walked in; upon seeing Yang Jian, his eyes lit up and he went over to greet him.

"Yang Jian, you really came here!"

Zhang Han spoke with a smile, after all he had survived the Huanggang Village incident; thanks to good fortune and with the help of Wang Xiaoming's laboratory, he successfully tamed a second ghost, his recovery time greatly extended, and he had risen to become a top Ghost Master who had tamed two ghosts, a hot commodity coveted by all major forces, even the headquarters had thrown him an olive branch; now he could be said to be enjoying the spring breeze.

"Looks like your luck isn't bad, Zhang Han."

Yang Jian looked at Zhang Han's smiling face, feeling a bit surprised; he hadn't expected Zhang Han to actually succeed, since the odds of taming a second ghost on Wang Xiaoming's side were low, he had given the spot to Zhang Han, never expecting that he would actually let him get a windfall.

"Haha, with you this time, plus Ye Feng, we have a full three top Ghost Masters who have tamed two ghosts each, plus other Ghost Masters assisting; even if this Dachangshi incident is an S‑level event, it will be easily resolved—that ghost's luck is truly terrible! Hahaha."

At this moment Zhang Han was full of vigor, as if a wave of his hand could resolve the supernatural incident in Dachangshi.

Yang Jian, standing nearby, certainly wouldn't let down his guard because of Zhang Han's words; in a supernatural incident, a single slip could mean eternal doom.

Chen Shoushan looked at the arrogant Zhang Han; even with his years of expression control, he almost wanted to laugh—this guy really dares to say that! But it also shows that civilian Ghost Masters have low horizons, they hardly understand supernatural incidents at all, and anyone who knows a bit about an S‑level ghost‑painting incident wouldn't dare boast like this.

"Looks like with someone as strong as Mr. Zhang here, this incident will be resolved quickly."

Chen Shoushan didn't intend to refute Zhang Han's words; instead he praised him, for when dealing with someone whose stance toward you is unclear, it's better not to argue—he'll just think you're annoying, and besides, Chen Shoushan and Zhang Han aren't close.

Wait until he's bloodied from head to toe, then reach out a helping hand; he will naturally feel grateful, and then, by taking advantage of the situation, recruiting him will surely yield twice the result with half the effort, gaining a loyal subordinate.

Indeed Chen Shoushan also had some interest in Zhang Han; taming two ghosts can't be called cannon fodder even in the later stage, and he is the sort who repays kindness; although he knew Ye Feng and Zhao KaiMing had opinions about Yang Jian, he still greeted Yang Jian upon entering, completely disregarding the feelings of his former colleague Ye Feng, and of course it's not impossible that he's gotten arrogant from taming two ghosts.

For now Chen Shoushan still has no intention of recruiting people; without the headquarters' influence or Ye Zhen's bug‑like ability, he can't subdue his subordinates.

At the very least he'd have to wait until Sequence Five before Chen Shoushan considers building his own core team, though he wouldn't break away from headquarters; upon reaching Sequence Four he could, like Ye Zhen, carve out a domain and claim kingship, for only at Sequence Four does one cease to be mortal; then would be Chen Shoushan's strong period, initially shedding his mortal body, in the world of mysterious recovery he could be called an extraordinary being, and with many extraordinary abilities, taking on a few squad leaders would be no problem.

"Hahaha, how should I address you, brother?"

Zhang Han laughed heartily, a bit curious as he asked.

"Dahe City's Chen Shoushan, please look after me!"

Chen Shoushan replied.

"You're Ghost Eye Yang Jian? What a mighty presence! I actually thought you were Yang Jian!"

A man lunged up to Yang Jian's face, staring intently, his eyes wide open as if his eyeballs might pop out at any moment; one could clearly see many bloodshot threads in the whites of his eyes.

"Who the hell are you?"

Yang Jian looked at He Chuan, who was practically lunging at his face, and couldn't help wondering who this guy was.

"His name is He Chuan; he used to be in the Little Strong Club with me, and he even held a significant share of the club, but after the ghost inside him began to recover, he disappeared—I thought he was dead, never expecting him to show up now."

Zhang Han also looked at He Chuan with some surprise as he explained to Yang Jian.

He Chuan and Wang Xiaoqiang had a good relationship; even before the Little Strong Club was founded, he knew Wang Xiaoqiang, so he held a notable share in the club and was Wang Xiaoqiang's most trusted member there.

"So you're a remnant of Wang Xiaoqiang's faction? How dare you be so arrogant!"

Yang Jian gave him a cold smile, "Damn, your eyes are huge—does that make you formidable? With how much I stare, I could stare you to death."

"He Chuan, don't cause trouble—my brother's coming right away."

Wang Xiaoqiang also noticed He Chuan at this point, his tone weak and listless; he and He Chuan have always stayed in contact.

He Chuan glanced at Wang Xiaoqiang, let out a cold snort, walked away from Yang Jian's front, and sat down beside Wang Xiaoqiang.

Ye Feng and Zhao KaiMing were also watching this scene from the side; Ye Feng said nothing, since he now wants to follow the headquarters and avoid any side issues, he doesn't want to get involved with either Yang Jian or Wang Xiaoqiang, and helping Wang Xiaoqiang attack Yang Jian once already counts as repaying the favor owed to Wang Xiaoqiang's club.

Zhao KaiMing also remained silent on the surface; after all he too is a headquarters person, it wouldn't look good to openly side with He Chuan, but inwardly he hopes their conflict escalates so that no one's attention turns to him.

After waiting a while longer, Wang Xiaoming hurried over, his face showing obvious fatigue.

"Since everyone's here, let's start the meeting."

Wang Xiaoming didn't waste time on pleasantries; he wasn't in the habit of doing so.

"To better understand this Dachangshi incident, I examined all the supernatural‑event records from the past month in Dachangshi, both handled and unhandled; I can basically tell that the source of this incident is the ghost infant of the former Dachangshi administrator, Zhou Zheng."

Saying this, Wang Xiaoming projected several photos onto the white screen behind him.

The first photo shows a thin man with a slightly bulging belly—indeed Zhou Zheng! His expression is somewhat stiff as he looks at the camera; judging from the size of his belly, the Zhou Zheng in the photo had only recently become a Ghost Master.

The second photo, taken by Dachangshi's surveillance, shows a wandering ghost infant—a bluish‑black dead baby!

The third photo shows a ghost infant already able to walk upright—not, it should be called a ghost child! It looks like a seven‑ or eight‑year‑old boy.

After everyone had looked at the photos, Wang Xiaoming spoke solemnly: "The interval between the second and third photos is only a few short days, yet the time since the third photo was taken has already been a full two weeks! It's obvious that this period has been enough for the ghost infant to develop to a certain extent—in fact it has already given rise to a Ghost Realm that Zhou Zheng never had, enveloping the entire Dachangshi!"

(End of chapter)