Chapter 1531 - 1494: Speculation and the Future

Returning to Dachang City, Yang Jian looked at the familiar city buildings. He thought he wouldn’t be able to come back alive after leaving Dachang City this time, and had even prepared for the possibility of dying outside. To his surprise, he went through the crisis this time without a hitch, just as he always did.

But although the crisis was averted, it left many significant hidden dangers behind.

Yang Jian is not thinking about those matters now; he headed back to Shangtong Tower at once.

With the supernatural crisis imminent, the first thing he needed to do was to get everyone at Shangtong Tower ready. After all, his purpose in establishing this company was for this very day to come.

However, when Yang Jian appeared downstairs at Shangtong Tower, the situation around made him somewhat surprised.

He saw that the square at the bottom of the building was crowded with people, many of whom were foreign faces. Among them were some Japanese in traditional clothing… Of course, there were more familiar faces of his fellow countrymen, and judging by their attire, these people seemed to hold considerable status and were not ordinary residents of Dachang City.

These people gathered downstairs, mixing various languages. The scene was lively yet somewhat chaotic.

Such scenes had become rare in Dachang City since the Hungry Ghost incident ended, because many people had chosen to move out of the city, leading to a severe loss of population. Consequently, many shops went out of business, which further reduced the city’s population.

The sudden appearance of Yang Jian made the originally bustling and noisy crowd instantly quiet down.

Everyone simultaneously turned to look at him.

For a moment, countless eyes focused on Yang Jian.

“He’s here, Ghost-Eyed Yang Jian…” someone blurted out in a daze but quickly realized that their voice was abrupt and immediately closed their mouth.

“Are you all waiting for me here?”

Yang Jian’s gaze swept over them with a calm indifference. From their demeanor and expressions, he could easily tell that these people had not gathered here without purpose; they had come because of him.

However, for these ordinary people, gathering downstairs at Shangtong Tower was their only chance to see Yang Jian.

Slowly withdrawing his gaze, Yang Jian did not pay much attention to the crowd, and instead, headed straight toward Shangtong Tower.

The moment he took a step, the surrounding crowd instinctively made way for him.

No one dared to block Yang Jian’s path.

“Are they afraid of me? No, they are in awe of me.” Yang Jian saw a consistent emotion in their eyes.

As he continued to walk forward,

those standing in the front row were pulled back, while new people were deliberately pushed to the front. And all those pushed to the first row shared a common trait: they were all beauties. These women came from various countries, some being sexy and hot, some mature and alluring, some enchanting…

They stood there like contestants in a beauty pageant, gracefully displaying their figures. At the same time, each held a letter with a string of numbers on the envelope, representing a very substantial amount.

Clearly, each beauty represented a major financial group.

With the battle against the King Organization concluded, and the losers buried, Yang Jian, representing the triumphant headquarters, was entitled to everything.

Power, wealth, beauties—even if Yang Jian didn’t care about these things, they would be offered to him willingly.

Because now in the supernatural circle, there remained only one voice, and that was Yang Jian’s.

As Yang Jian walked by, if he wished, he could casually pick an envelope, and both the string of numbers written on it and the beauty holding it would be his.

But he didn’t care about any of this.

Having been a Ghost Master for so long, he had long since abandoned the things many ordinary people pursued.

With everyone watching expectantly, Yang Jian calmly walked into Shangtong Tower.

This scene left many people disappointed.

Because it signified Yang Jian’s rejection of their investments, which was not good news for them.

“Jian-kun, you’re back.”

Upon entering the building,

Keiko, the receptionist, immediately greeted him with a sweet smile. Her bright eyes twinkled with admiration for Yang Jian.

“Keiko.” Yang Jian called her name coldly.

With just that one word, Keiko was instantly thrilled, as if she had been acknowledged.

Those around were surprised to see Yang Jian addressing this young receptionist. Could it be that Keiko had some connection with Yang Jian?

Other beauties from Japan looked at Keiko with eyes filled with envy and jealousy.

“There have been quite a few people coming to the company these past few days; you’ve been working hard,” Yang Jian said.

“It is my honor to serve Jian-kun,” Keiko replied, her smile remaining sweet, neither servile nor overbearing.

Yang Jian nodded and said no more, heading upstairs.

The crowd watched as Yang Jian entered the elevator and disappeared from their sight before finally breathing a sigh of relief.

“Is that Yang Jian? He looks like an ordinary person, like a high school student,” someone couldn’t help but whisper.

“You have to understand, this has been his look ever since he became a Ghost Master. Appearance is no longer important at this level. If he wishes, he can become anyone he wants. In the current supernatural circle, he’s at the top. If you can connect with him in any way, no matter how much the future changes, you’ll always have a place in this world.”

Some people expressed their feelings and kindly gave some advice to these somewhat naïve young people.

“He didn’t fancy any of the beauties, nor did he accept any financing. He’s more experienced than we thought. It seems we need to change our approach.” Some people started thinking about how to connect with Yang Jian.

Many tried to use beautiful PR people, as it’s the lowest cost and most rewarding method, but Yang Jian wasn’t buying it.

At this moment, Yang Jian had already taken the elevator to the top floor of the company.

As the elevator doors opened, Yang Jian immediately saw Jiang Yan and Zhang Liqin waiting at the door. It was evident they got the message from the front desk about Yang Jian’s return and rushed to greet him.

“Yang Jian, you’re finally back.”

Tears welled up in Jiang Yan’s eyes as she looked at Yang Jian; she was both happy and excited about his safe return, and her worries finally faded away.

While Zhang Liqin appeared calmer, a hint of undeniable joy still adorned her face.

“Things have wrapped up for now, so I came back to check in. Now’s not the time for small talk. Inform everyone that we’ll have a meeting in my office in half an hour,” Yang Jian said as he walked toward his office.

Jiang Yan hurriedly followed up, curiously asking, “What’s the important matter? Is it urgent?”

Yang Jian calmly replied, “A lot of people died in the supernatural circle this time, and the international King Organization is nearly wiped out. The headquarters lost a lot of captains too, and there’s hardly anyone left to handle supernatural events. The stable peaceful life is going to be disrupted; the supernatural era is coming, and it’s coming fast.”

“Is it that serious?” Zhang Liqin was taken aback upon hearing this and stared in disbelief.

“It’s worse than imagined. I’m in charge of Dachang City, and I must take responsibility for it,” Yang Jian said.

“I’ll go notify the others to gather for the meeting,” Jiang Yan immediately responded.

“I’ll go too,” Zhang Liqin added.

They both turned and left without following Yang Jian any further.

Yang Jian didn’t say much more, proceeding alone into his office.

Inside the office, he saw a graceful woman with long black hair, extremely beautiful, sitting on the sofa and drinking red tea.

“Huang Ziya, are you alone? Where are Li Yong and Xiong Wenwen?” Yang Jian asked straight away.

Huang Ziya smiled slightly, put down her teacup, and said, “They’re naturally at Guanjiang Residential Complex. Dachang City is a bit chaotic now; many restless people have come recently. We have to watch out just in case. With me here, there hasn’t been any trouble so far.”

“But, it’s impressive, Captain, how you led those headquarters’ captains to defeat the King Organization despite such a disparity in strength, even dealing with the Ghost Ship.”

“Just lucky to survive,” Yang Jian’s expression remained calm.

Huang Ziya continued to ask, “What should we do next? I heard what you said to Jiang Yan at the door; the supernatural era is coming.”

“It’s simple—survive,” Yang Jian said.

“That’s really bad. Even someone like you is saying this; if this gets out, it would cause chaos,” Huang Ziya shook her head slightly.

“It’s a matter of time. The surviving captains are all in problematic states, and with a whole batch of top ghost handlers dead, those who know a bit of the situation know what’s coming next. Otherwise, why would so many people be gathered downstairs?” Yang Jian said.

“True, they’re looking to capitalize now, but it’s a bit late,” Huang Ziya toyed with her long black hair and smiled, “However, a few of the beauties are quite nice, much better than Jiang Yan and Zhang Liqin by your side. Aren’t you tempted?”

“When did you start getting involved in the affairs of ordinary people?” Yang Jian asked.

Huang Ziya said, “It’s boring here in Dachang City, so I pay more attention.”

“It’s better for you to pay less attention,” Yang Jian said.

“Alright, you’re the Captain, I’ll listen to you,” Huang Ziya replied with a smile.

Yang Jian casually picked up a bottle of cola from the bar, took a sip, and then walked to the big floor-to-ceiling window, opening his ghost eye to look towards Guanjiang Residential Complex.

“Rest assured, the complex is safe,” Huang Ziya said, “Everyone’s relatives, friends, and families live there, Li Yong wouldn’t dare to be careless.”

“Ghost Child, come out,” Yang Jian called out at this moment.

The next moment.

A chill spread through the air.

In the corner of the office, a ghostly child clad in burial clothes, wearing red embroidered shoes, and as cold as a deceased infant, suddenly appeared.

“What’s going on, summoning the Ghost Child out of nowhere?” Huang Ziya asked, surprised.

“Just confirming its status,” Yang Jian said casually, then a pool of water surfaced at his feet again.

From beneath the water, a pale arm suddenly stretched out, tightly holding a piece of dark brown human skin that emitted an unsettling supernatural aura.

Yang Jian grabbed the human skin paper, then the pale arm retreated, and the pool of water quickly disappeared.

“Human skin paper, it’s been a while. I’m sure you’ve missed me. You have to attend the upcoming meeting,” Yang Jian said.

Yang Jian was no longer wary of the human skin paper. Having mastered the supernatural bus, as long as he remained stable, no supernatural entities could contend against him in the current supernatural circle.

The human skin paper remained unresponsive, possibly realizing the slim hope of causing Yang Jian’s demise due to his accomplishments, or perhaps it had lost its chance and possibility to make a comeback, hence choosing silence.

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