With an angry shout, the lounge's doorframe was instantly set ablaze by sickly green flames!
Li Jun had arrived.
At a glance, he spotted Jiang Shangbai lying asleep on the sofa, along with Yang Jian's Ghost Hand, poised to deliver the killing blow.
Sickly green ghost fire instantly spread through the room, forming a burning barrier that forcibly separated Yang Jian from Jiang Shangbai.
Yang Jian stopped.
He turned toward the furious Li Jun, his voice utterly calm.
"Li Jun, this is a feud between the Paranormal Forum and the Circle of Friends. Headquarters had better stay out of it."
Li Jun stared fixedly at Yang Jian, the green flames on his body burning ever brighter.
"This is the Dajing City training base!"
"You just killed someone in the Martial Arts Arena, and now you want to kill a core executive of the Circle of Friends in the lounge?!"
"Yang Jian, you've gone too far!"
Neither side took another step forward. The air was thick with tension.
Red light and green flames clashed violently inside the cramped lounge, locking them into a stalemate.
Seeing Li Jun ready to fight for his life, Yang Jian suddenly sneered and withdrew the Ghost Hand.
"It doesn't matter."
"Even if I don't act now, he'll die before long anyway."
Li Jun's expression darkened further at those words.
He had no idea what Yang Jian had done, but Jiang Shangbai's deathlike slumber sent a chill through him.
The paranormal fluctuations produced by the collision of their ghost domains could not possibly escape the base's top Ghost Handlers.
Liu San, Li Leping, and Wang Chalin had already arrived outside the lounge.
Seeing the tense standoff inside, Liu San forced a strange smile onto his face, which was fashioned from yellow paper.
"What's going on? What could