Inside the gymnasium.
Just like yesterday, another meeting was convened early this morning.
Wang Xiaoming was still presiding over it.
Everyone who was supposed to be here had arrived. Those who had not were probably unable to come anymore.
"Could Ye Feng and that He Chuan be dead? Neither of them showed up." Zhang Han was deeply shocked.
As a former member of the Xiaoqiang Club, he still found Ye Feng's departure unbelievable.
"Who knows? Maybe they're dead, maybe they're hiding because they don't want to get involved, or maybe he escaped. Given his abilities, it isn't impossible for him to find a way out of Dachang City." Zhao Kaiming grinned.
"What happened yesterday? Zhao Kaiming, weren't you acting with them?" a Ghost Tamer asked.
Zhao Kaiming said, "We ran into a little trouble and got separated. I don't know what happened after that. They're grown men with hands and feet—how could I possibly keep watch over them?"
He looked utterly unconcerned.
Yang Jian said nothing and merely sat to the side, eating steamed buns.
"Where did you get those buns? All the breakfast shops in Dachang City are closed now. I didn't eat anything at all yesterday." Sun Yi looked at Yang Jian in surprise.
"I steamed them at home. Want one? My treat," Yang Jian said.
Sun Yi swallowed. "Then I won't stand on ceremony."
Thus, there were now two spectators eating buns in the meeting hall.
Zhao Kaiming's face darkened when he saw that Yang Jian was still in the mood to eat. "Ghost Tamer Yang, are you happy that Ye Feng has gone missing? Well, makes sense. You've got one less enemy. That calls for a few buns to celebrate."
Bang!
Without hesitation, Yang Jian picked up a bun and threw it directly at him, smacking