"Nothing went wrong today either. As agreed, it was time for me to leave," Yang Jian said.
He stood on an empty highway, speaking to Li Jun, Cao Yang, and the others as he prepared to leave.
The three days had passed quickly. These days of observation had been enough to prove that Yang Jian's plan to seal off Ghost Lake had succeeded. Ghost Lake had only flooded Zhongzhou City and affected the surrounding areas within several dozen kilometers; it had not spread any farther.
The only place caught up in it had been Ping An Ancient Town.
But perhaps the ancient town being submerged was a good thing. That place was indeed highly unusual. Rather than leaving it in this world, it might have been better for it to be swallowed by Ghost Lake.
"Yes, it's time for me to leave too. I've been gone for so long this time that many people probably think I'm dead. There's also a huge mess waiting for me under my command."
Cao Yang said, "Since the Ghost Lake containment plan succeeded, it's time for everyone to disband."
"The Ghost Lake incident isn't over. The ghost is still on that wooden boat on the lake. If the opportunity arises in the future, we may have to join forces again," Li Jun said seriously.
Liu San revealed a strange smile. "That depends on whether people like us live long enough to see that day. Besides, this operation can't be considered a success. Don't forget that Shen Lin, a captain, is still missing. If there's still no news of him after a while, he'll probably be declared dead."
"One captain dead and Zhongzhou City's person in charge lost—that's already the smallest price we could have paid. If it weren't for Yang Jian, every one of