Ten minutes later.
Yang Jian and Zhang Xianguang stepped into the old European-style castle.
The castle was silent and empty. Aside from the occasional vicious dog wandering nearby, there was no one else. It seemed those who had lost the earlier contest had truly honored their promise, withdrawing from Nightmare Castle and giving up on reclaiming it.
However, Yang Jian did not fully trust these foreigners. He still needed to investigate personally and eliminate the one controlling Nightmare Castle.
Only then could the vicious dogs completely end this confrontation within the dream.
"You seem to have trained in martial arts, and you're quite good at it. That's rare in supernatural circles," Yang Jian said as he inspected the old, damaged castle.
Zhang Xianguang replied casually, "This isn't my first time killing people in a dream. Without some martial skill, you simply can't survive in Ghost Dream's world. If you have the time, I suggest you train as well. Better safe than sorry."
Clearly, he had dealt with Ghost Dream's supernatural phenomena before, which was why he had made such preparations.
"I see. Still, I'll take your advice. When I have time, I'll train myself a little. At the very least, I need to beat you."
Yang Jian felt that he had nothing to do in the dream anyway. Training in martial arts would not hurt, especially since he had memories related to it stored in his mind.
"I'm already a loser. There's no need to compete with me," Zhang Xianguang said. "Sometimes, I think living in this dream world is quite nice. It's peaceful, and during this time, I've recovered many emotions I had lost. To be honest, I've started to like this place."
"Besides, you can't leave anyway," Yang Jian said calmly. "I want to ask you about something."