At this very moment.
Liu Xiaoyu's private communications room was already packed with people, all of them highly influential people in charge at Headquarters. At the forefront was Cao Yanhua, the Deputy Minister.
All of them stared at the screen on the communications console.
The screen displayed a bloody scene: a headless corpse lying on the ground, along with half of Yang Jian's pale, deathly gray face.
The footage came from the camera on Yang Jian's satellite positioning phone, so there was no doubt about its authenticity.
Although Liu Xiaoyu had tearfully told them what had happened earlier, everyone still fell silent when they saw the scene for themselves.
Yang Jian was dead?
Ghost Eye Yang Jian, a renowned figure in the supernatural circle, had died just like that on an ordinary street in this city. His body and head had been separated, and his head had even been split in two. It was a horrific sight.
And Yang Jian had not died after getting caught up in a supernatural incident. He had been taken out by the people from the Friends Circle.
Earlier, reports had kept coming in that an entire street near Ping An Hotel had vanished. Li Jun had gone to investigate and guessed that it had been swallowed by some Ghost Domain. Now it seemed that this had happened because Yang Jian's ghosts had begun to revive after his death.
"This is bad."
After a moment of silence, that was the only thought in many people's minds.
It was not merely the problem of one person dying. A series of chain reactions had left them all dumbfounded, unsure how to deal with the situation.
Once news of Ghost Eye Yang Jian's death spread, how many Ghost Tamers would resign at such a critical moment? Even if