"We're in a city."
As they spoke, the bus drove into another city.
He had no idea which city it was. Every city in Asia looked more or less the same, but from observing the surrounding streets, Yang Jian could tell that this was a normal world. There was nothing strange about the area.
If the bus stopped here, they really could escape their predicament.
The problem was that the bus had no pattern when it came to stopping. It seemed entirely random, as if it stopped only when it felt like it.
"Why are you staring at me? Still thinking about how to deal with me?" Xu Feng noticed that Yang Jian had been watching him, seemingly with ill intent.
Yang Jian remained calm. "No. I have no interest in killing someone who's about to die. You definitely won't last more than two months by playing dead. I'm confident of that, so I'll spare you for now. If you ever manage to get off this bus alive, we can settle our score then. Besides, I already attacked you once before. You were lucky to survive that female corpse, so I keep my promises. I won't mess with you again."
"Heh, that sounds nicer than a song. You talk like you've got me completely figured out." Xu Feng sneered. "I told you, you can't deal with me."
"Save your energy for riding the bus. You've only survived for a week, and you're already acting this cocky? Ask yourself honestly—if it hadn't been for me this time, would you have made it out alive?"
Yang Jian's expression darkened slightly. "And I do have you figured out. What can you do about it? Even if you got on a few days before Lin Bei, let's say you can control your ghost for