"Go to Shuangqiao Town, intercept and kill Zhang Xianguang, retrieve the Ghost Painting, and end this once and for all."
Yang Jian emerged from the world within the oil painting, his attitude firm and murderous.
The other captains gradually emerged from the painting as well. They now knew the full story and understood Zhang Xianguang's past. Such a dangerous person had to be eliminated.
"Shuangqiao Town isn't far from here. If we use Ghost Domain, we can get there in under a minute," Liu San said.
"If all goes well, we can wrap this up within an hour. I need to return to Dayuan City before evening anyway." He Yin'er was already growing impatient.
She felt Yang Jian had wasted too much time. This matter could have been resolved much sooner.
"Where's Zhou Deng? Where did he run off to this time?" Yang Jian realized someone was missing as he prepared to leave.
"He's wandering around on the fifth floor," Sun Rui said, leaning on his cane.
"Get him down. It's time to go," Yang Jian said.
Sun Rui nodded.
Very soon.
Zhou Deng, who was on the fifth floor, suddenly stepped into empty air. He cried out and fell straight down.
Bang!
Zhou Deng crashed into the lobby on the first floor. He hurriedly rolled to his feet, looked around, and found everyone staring at him.
"H-hello, everyone."
Yang Jian stared at him. "What are you holding?"
"This? Nothing. I just picked it up on the fifth floor," Zhou Deng said hurriedly, hiding the treasure in his hand.
"Forget it. Let's go."
Yang Jian did not press the matter. Still, the object in Zhou Deng's hand looked familiar. He seemed to have seen it before at the Ghost Post Office. It was a Supernatural Item, but getting to Shuangqiao