Dadong City.
This was not Yang Jian's first visit. Last time, he had come to this city over a personal grudge, so he was no stranger to the place.
Thinking back on that experience, Yang Jian still remembered it vividly.
His only regret was that he had not killed the Ghost Tamer named Chen Qiaoyang last time. So much time had passed, yet Chen Qiaoyang had never appeared again. That bothered him somewhat.
The bustling streets were filled with people coming and going.
Yang Jian's sudden appearance attracted no one's attention. He naturally blended into the crowd, walking down the street like any other passerby.
"Let's get something to eat first."
Having arrived in Dadong City, Yang Jian did not immediately go looking for Wang Chaling. He planned to catch his breath, rest for a while, eat something, then continue with his next move.
It was still early, only half past nine in the evening.
In just a few hours, he had set out from Headquarters, circled much of the country, met several captains, and even dealt with some supernatural incidents.
That efficiency was worthy of Headquarters' price.
Yang Jian found a street food stall and ordered a huge pile of barbecue, seafood, and other dishes.
He used to enjoy eating such things, but at some point, he had gradually lost his interest in good food. Most of the time, he did not even eat meals anymore. After all, even death would not stop his current body from moving; what sustained him was the supernatural power of Ghost Shadow.
A tableful of seafood and barbecue was more than one person could finish. Ordering so much was rather wasteful, but Yang Jian did not need to eat it all. He simply needed a place to rest.
"I should call Wang Chaling