"You... are that Ye Feng?" Yang Jian frowned as he sized up the man.
The man in front of him was under thirty, wearing a coat, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, a stubble on his chin, looking very ordinary, even a bit decadent; however, his eyes exuded an unyielding and proud defiance.
Such a look might only be seen in those of high ranking officials and nobility.
But if this Ye Feng had truly tamed two Evil Ghosts, he indeed had the capital to be proud.
"Correct, I am Ye Feng. I saw you at the Xiaoqiang Entertainment Club; you are quite impressive," Ye Feng said with a light smile. "There's a sense of youthful brashness about you, to be honest, I rather admire you."
"To survive several supernatural events before the age of twenty, other ghost manipulators are far behind you. You have potential, what a pity that you chose the wrong path and joined the headquarters of ghost manipulators."
Yang Jian said, "So this time Wang Xiaoqiang sent you to deal with me?"
