"Good news. Yang Jian successfully resolved the supernatural incident on the flight. The source of that fierce ghost has been restrained."
A message was sent back to Headquarters. Qin Meirou, who was responsible for monitoring, was instantly overjoyed and promptly reported the news.
"Resolved? Excellent. We've always been confident in Yang Jian's work. His temper may be a little rash and his personality somewhat unpleasant, but his ability is beyond question. From the appearance of the supernatural incident until now, he only took an hour. That deserves encouragement. What are the casualties so far?" Deputy Minister Cao Yanhua's voice came through the phone.
Qin Meirou said, "Reporting to the Minister, five casualties have been confirmed so far: two pilots and three passengers."
"That has to be a new record for the lowest casualty count in a supernatural incident," Cao Yanhua remarked.
Only five people had died in a supernatural incident. It was almost unbelievable. Under normal circumstances, from the discovery of a supernatural incident to its resolution, there would be at least dozens of casualties.
"However, Minister, because of the supernatural incident, the plane Yang Jian is on has already lost control. It's currently descending. At most, it has another two minutes before it may crash," Qin Meirou added in a grave tone.
Cao Yanhua smiled. "Yang Jian can handle that. He has a Ghost Domain. Forget one plane having trouble—even if it were a hundred planes, he could keep them safe. Get the ground personnel ready to receive them."
"Understood. I'll notify them immediately," Qin Meirou said at once.
At that moment.
On the doomed plane.
Although the plane was still falling, Yang Jian remained unhurried as he wrapped the hand in gold foil and placed it inside a golden box. It had not been welded shut, but the