Cao Yanhua had nothing to say after being played like that. After all, Yang Jian had indeed left the ghost at Headquarters, helped contain it, and agreed to follow the procedures and submit an application afterward.
Though it was excessive, it had not crossed Headquarters' bottom line of tolerance.
Besides, Yang Jian had rendered great service just the day before yesterday. Handling him too harshly now would only chill the hearts of the other Ghost Tamers.
Yang Jian had indeed grown quickly. It was not just his ability to handle supernatural incidents; even his judgment of the situation was first-rate. Then again, without clear judgment, he could not have dealt with all those terrifying incidents. Cao Yanhua felt utterly stifled, as if he were about to cough up blood.
Sometimes, he even thought it would have been better if Zhao Jianguo had never brought Yang Jian into Headquarters.
But as soon as that thought surfaced, he dismissed it.
No one was perfect. He could not erase someone's contributions over a minor fault. Yang Jian might be exceptionally good at causing trouble, but he was equally capable when it came to handling matters.
"That's enough of this. The meeting will begin in ten minutes." Cao Yanhua spoke only after a long moment, his face grim.
He quickly turned and left.
Seeing that the matter had been settled, the others gradually dispersed as well. Some left, while others returned to the lounges.
"That old man is dangerous." After seeing Cao Yanhua and the others leave, Yang Jian's gaze settled on the old man in the gray overcoat, his face covered in age spots and his body supported by a cane.
The Ghost Eye had been avoiding the old man, trying its best to keep him out of its field of vision.
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