Yang Jian was not in a hurry to actively contact Wang Xiaoming; although his information was useful, it wasn't decisive. It could only serve as an inspiration. Besides, he believed that since Wang Xiaoming had organized a group of top ghost masters to handle the Ghost Envoy event, he must have had some confidence in his approach.
He wanted to see what method Wang Xiaoming would come up with to deal with the ghost that couldn't be contained.
So, what Yang Jian needed to do now was to rest and wait, seemingly enjoying the big scene from the sidelines.
However, when he was almost killed by a ghost at the training base, others were also merely bystanders.
Support was non-existent, and it was already quite good to be able to provide some intelligence.
It wasn't much later.
As Yang Jian sat on the sofa, resting with his eyes closed, he heard Liu Xiaoyu's voice coming from the satellite-positioned mobile phone on the coffee table beside him.
