"Is it taken care of?"
Yan Li lay on the ground, looking at Hao Shaowen and his group, who had vanished from the room, then stared at Yang Jian in surprise.
"Jesus, just stop talking. You're way too useless. As a Ghost Tamer, you got nailed to the ground and beaten senseless by people like them. If word got out, I'd be utterly humiliated as a Ghost Tamer." Yang Jian sat on the sofa, eating a Kinder Egg with a small spoon.
"Oh, right. It's chocolate-flavored. Want some?"
He scooped up a spoonful and held it out.
"...Couldn't you untie me first?" Yan Li said.
"Wait a little. I need to let the thing inside me settle down first. I can't be sure whether coming into contact with the blood on you will stimulate it." Yang Jian closed his eyes.
He appeared to be enjoying the treat, but in truth, he could feel the eyes inside his body writhing as something strange brewed within him.
That was the feeling of a vicious ghost reviving.
"The red paper isn't very useful anymore, unless I can snatch that red newspaper from that ghost again. But finding a hidden ghost in a city is extremely difficult, and I can't even be sure that ghost is still in Dachang City."
Yang Jian glanced at the red paper, which had completely cracked apart.
The red paper fell to the ground, utterly useless. In the end, it scattered away like paper ash.
"The newspaper was only a vessel. The ghost's power contained within it was the real reason it could suppress the revival of my Ghost Eye. But the residual power on it was too weak, so after suppressing it a few times, it was completely used up."
Yang Jian's gaze shifted slightly. "Looks like Hao