"Perhaps we should all calm down."
After nearly five minutes of conversation, the atmosphere had gradually turned sour. The calm and peace from before were gone, and it was starting to seem as though a conflict might break out. Considering Yang Jian's emotional state, Li Yao immediately chose to stop arguing.
"I've always been calm. You're the ones who are too full of yourselves," Yang Jian said.
"It's normal for you to think that way. After all, you're considered one of the country's top Ghost Tamers. You have some weight to throw around. But that isn't capital for you to dismiss everyone else," Li Yao said.
Yang Jian sneered. "You're relying on some nonexistent organization to trick me into working for you? You won't even mention compensation or a salary. You only guarantee that you won't eliminate me after it's done?"
"That sounds just like something out of a martial arts novel: Kill yourself, and I guarantee you'll have an intact corpse."
"This high-and-mighty attitude, like you're handing alms to a beggar, is downright nauseating. You don't need to keep talking. I won't listen. And our five minutes are about up anyway. I think it's time for me to leave."
As he spoke, he stood up and looked down at Li Yao, who was seated on the sofa opposite him.
Li Yao's gaze remained calm. She showed no fear whatsoever, still carrying herself with that confident poise and unhurried composure.
Her self-restraint truly was exceptional.
"Sometimes, I rather agree with certain people. Ordinary people should have the awareness of ordinary people. Don't meddle in everything. If you blindly interfere in a field that doesn't belong to you, the outcome is usually miserable." Yang Jian stared at her for a moment before finally withdrawing his gaze.
"What a pity. You've missed