After Yang Jian's brief encounter with the group on the black boat, neither side had gained any advantage.
Clearly, they were not opponents who could be easily dealt with. Though they had not used any obvious methods, they had blocked his six-layer Ghost Domain and even knew something about the hatchet, knowing how to counter it.
He suspected that the hatchet held by the tall male corpse at Caesar Hotel had been quite famous in the supernatural circle back then.
It seemed the previous generation of Ghost Tamers had all been familiar with it.
"The four of them aren't united. Some wanted to kill our group, while others were unwilling to get involved in this mess. Otherwise, all four would have attacked at once just now."
After that brief test, Yang Jian had learned a great deal.
The faceless man and the peacemaker had not acted. The woman had been the most resolute in attacking, while the one-eyed man leading them had hesitated before ultimately leaning toward action.
"These older-generation Ghost Tamers really are formidable. It's rare to see Yang Jian attack without gaining the upper hand," Cao Yang said in a low voice as he watched from nearby.
He and Yang Jian could be considered old acquaintances.
They had met after the Starvation Ghost Incident in Dachang City. At the time, Yang Jian had still been a newcomer who had only recently joined Headquarters.
Yet based on what he knew of him, Cao Yang understood that Yang Jian never attacked merely to test someone. Whenever he made a move, he was aiming to kill. If he failed to kill someone, it was definitely not because Yang Jian had held back, but because the other party had stopped the attack through sheer ability.
But one thing had to be understood.