Wang Jie's uncle held immense power and seemed to enjoy boundless prestige, but only he knew how many people were waiting for his downfall. Countless eyes coveted his position. Even his "closest" family members were sharpening their knives, eager to drain him of every drop of blood.
"Once those people discover we can't influence the Dream Ghost, the situation we've finally stabilized will spiral out of control again. Disaster will erupt. This city has no shortage of ambitious schemers, even if their abilities fall far short of their ambitions."
As he stared at Wang Jie, a flicker of killing intent flashed through his eyes.
"Bureau Chief, why don't we just..." The man beside him, dressed in an Investigation Bureau office director's uniform, made a silencing gesture.
"No. Wang Jie is my younger brother's only child, after all." Wang Jie's Uncle rejected the suggestion outright. On the surface, it was because he valued his family. In truth, he couldn't figure out what Gao Ming was capable of.
In the past, however bold Wang Jie might have been, he would never have dared enter his factory. This time, Wang Jie had put himself in danger, almost as if he were deliberately baiting his uncle into making a move.
"The Dream Ghost only has a chance of appearing when someone makes a wish at midnight. We built so many Wish Houses to increase our opportunities to observe it, but in reality, it doesn't come every night. So I don't think there's any need to worry too much." Another trusted aide spoke up. "Perhaps Gao Ming won't even get to see it."
His subordinates offered their opinions, all believing there was no need for concern, but Wang Jie's uncle remained troubled.
"Let's wait until midnight. We'll watch and see what happens."
Inside the Wish