The Atmosphere Had Been Built Up This Much

One man and one ghost fell into absolute silence.

The atmosphere gradually became somewhat oppressive.

It took Yang Chen's not-so-sharp mind several whole minutes to process things before he hesitantly opened one of his pockets, took out more than ten slips of paper, and examined them one by one.

Watching Yang Chen's actions, Wang Ye immediately fell silent.

These notes...

What the hell?

For a moment, Wang Ye even wanted to rush over, pin Yang Chen to the ground, and grab all the notes to read in one go.

At last, Yang Chen seemed to have picked a relatively satisfactory note and handed it to Wang Ye.

Zhang Ziliang's handwriting.

Wang Ye looked at the note and frowned slightly.

"Heavenly Court and Spirit Mountain should have other plans as well."

"Something similar to the Underworld's Road of Reincarnation."

"Lastly... have a child. Such good genes shouldn't go to waste."

Looking at the contents of the note, Wang Ye sank into thought.

Of course, he directly ignored the last sentence.

He could instinctively filter out Zhang Ziliang's unreliable tone by now.

Were Heavenly Court and Spirit Mountain still plotting something behind the scenes?

What exactly was Zhang Ziliang trying to convey with this note? Was he telling Wang Ye to go behind enemy lines and cause trouble?

But without more detailed information, Wang Ye had absolutely no way to start.

Why did it feel like...

After dying, Zhang Ziliang had suddenly become a little more profound?

Just as Wang Ye was continuously guessing at Zhang Ziliang's intentions, Yang Chen suddenly reached out from across from him, snatched the note back at incredible speed, and handed another one to Wang Ye.

Wang Ye froze for a moment and gave Yang Chen an odd look.

For some reason...

Ever since learning of Zhang