"Yan Li, let's set aside our previous conversation for now. I need to handle this matter first," Yang Jian said.
Yan Li cast a somewhat sympathetic glance at Manager Li.
This numbskull had actually decided to trouble Yang Jian—didn't he know that he was a ghost master?
In this day and age, one could offend anyone but not those who controlled Evil Ghosts. Such individuals were prone to extremes. The kindly ones would join ghost master organizations to maintain world peace and contribute to Earth's prosperity and the continuation of humanity... Although it sounded a bit pretentious, that was indeed the idea.
If they were evil...
A ghost master was a genuine Evil Ghost.
People like them had a myriad of ways to kill an ordinary person without them ever knowing their time was up.
"I'll wait for your response," Yan Li nodded.
Yang Jian looked at Manager Li and extended his hand, saying, "Caterpillar, come on, give us your performance."
