At eight o'clock the next morning, Yang Jian set out on schedule.
The failure of the first day had not discouraged him. After revising the plan, he was ready for a second operation. The incident in Z City was not over, and the longer it dragged on, the greater the impact would be—not just on society, but on himself as well.
The nearby streets had been sealed off. A pickup truck drove unimpeded toward the Caesar Hotel.
"How confident are you about this operation?" Luo Suyī, who had remained silent the whole time, could not help asking.
"I can't answer that. Anything can happen in paranormal incidents, and the situation in that hotel is complicated. It isn't just a matter of one ghost. There must be a reason that thing chose to face me in there. But you don't need to be afraid. If we run into danger, as long as you don't do anything reckless, getting you out won't be a problem."
Yang Jian drove with a calm expression.
There was no sign of tension or fear on his face. It was the mental fortitude he had developed through surviving so many paranormal incidents.
In most situations, that composure would affect those around him, making them feel that as long as he was there, everything would be fine.
"If we really run into danger, can you save her first?" Luo Suyī glanced at Lin Luomei beside him, who could not speak.
Lin Luomei, around twenty years old, should have been brimming with youth and vitality. But because she had become a Ghost Tamer, she seemed gloomy and cold, making people wonder whether there was something wrong with her mind.
Yang Jian replied, "In terms of priority, Xiong Wenwen comes before you. If I really have to make a choice,