After dawn, Yang Jian took a taxi and left the Ping'an Grand Hotel.
He had some personal matters to attend to and couldn't afford to waste time at the hotel. As for the matter of containing the resurrection of fierce ghosts that Zhang Lei wanted to consult about, to be honest, he didn't feel like bothering with it.
It wasn't that he intended to toy with others, but rather that he was powerless.
So far, from all the intelligence Yang Jian had gathered, the issue of the ghosts' resurrection seemed to be an unsolvable problem.
People could only try to control other ghosts to restrict the fierce ones, thus extending the time it took for them to resurrect. They couldn't get to the root of the problem at all. Zhang Lei possessed an ability suspected to be related to ghost-eating, somewhat similar to the Hungry Ghost, but the consequences of such an ability were undoubtedly tremendous.
It was certainly beyond Yang Jian's capacity to deal with.
