Mysterious Revival-Chapter 759 - 726: Testing at the Gathering

Jiang Yan was in so much pain that she rubbed her bottom. If she hadn't gained some weight recently, she probably would have fractured her bones. What was Yang Jian doing?

What happened to the promise of loving each other?

Why was it always herself getting hurt? Last time she dreamed that she was stabbed by him in her dream and almost died.

Before she had a chance to complain, Jiang Yan suddenly widened her eyes, because at that moment she realized that someone had appeared out of nowhere at the spot where she had just been.

A man dressed in a suit, neatly presented, but with a numb, somewhat eerie complexion.

Besides that, she saw Zhang Wei next to her, even pulling out the pair of guns he always carried on him.

He looked as if he were ready for a showdown.

"Something's wrong."

Jiang Yan quickly stood up and instinctively took cover behind Yang Jian.

She might not react quickly, but she wasn't stupid.

The danger came from the stranger in front of her, who she assumed must be a Ghost Domain controller, also someone from the Supernatural Circle mentioned by Yang Jian.

Jiang Yan would not dare to mess with such a person.

Because not everyone was like Yang Jian who would protect her; most of these people had no emotions and would really kill someone over a disagreement.

"Oh? You want me to kneel and bow my head?"

The man known as Wang Han managed to squeeze out a cold smile, "For a woman? There're plenty of those to be found on the streets. If you like, I can send you a dozen or twenty after we leave here, no problem at all."

"I came here to get to know you, and I didn't bring any ill intentions. And you really think my actions just now were a provocation? Yang Jian, I thought you were the same kind of person as me, considering the things you've done. You wiped out an entire social circle, turned against the headquarters... You never cared for them."

"People develop attachments to even a dog they raise, not to mention a person who has been by their side for so long."

Yang Jian's expression remained cold, "You have been corrupted too deeply, even your beliefs are changing."

He might be cold-hearted and kill someone without batting an eyelid, but he wouldn't do that.

Because he still held onto the beliefs of the living.

If even that changed, then whether or not he had human consciousness wouldn't matter—he would be completely an outsider.

"So, you want to protect your 'dog'?" Wang Han glanced at Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan suddenly felt chills down her spine and shrunk her neck.

At the same time, she felt indignant, "Damn it, he actually called me a dog. Yang Jian, you better beat him down later."

"Enough talk, let's cut to the chase. Either you kneel and apologize, or we fight. It's the same either way. I'm not good with words, so I don't want to waste my breath," Yang Jian said with a wave of his hand, gesturing as he spoke.

Wang Han stared at Yang Jian, his expression growing dark.

Domineering, arrogant, haughty... No, it was more like condescension.

He didn't consider anyone as his equal.

That was his first impression of Yang Jian.

"Tsk! Tsk!"

At that moment, the lights in the hall seemed to flicker due to some interference, the sound of electrical current was heard, and the surrounding light pulsated as if it were about to plunge into darkness at any moment.

Many people instinctively looked up.

Was there going to be a power outage?

Most people thought so.

But Zhang Xiangu, who was in conversation with President Qian, suddenly looked toward Yang Jian's direction, wondering if something had happened. Then, his face abruptly changed.

Zhang Xiangu saw Zhang Wei actually holding a gun at a stranger in a suit.

The man was not on the guest list and was brought in by President Qian's group.

"I hope nothing goes wrong..." Zhang Xiangu's heart leaped, and he couldn't help feeling tense.

"Brother Tui, don't bother with this guy. Let me shoot him dead. He's so arrogant; he won't know the dangers of society until he gets a good beating," Zhang Wei said seriously for once.

Wang Han laughed, "Shoot me dead? With the gun in your hand? Although that thing is pretty good for you guys, it is still not quite enough for me..."

"Bang!"

But before he could finish speaking, a gunshot suddenly rang out.

Wang Han's head jerked backward, his body staggering as the shot struck him, almost toppling him to the ground due to the immense inertia.

However, his body stopped hard after leaning back at an angle that almost seemed impossible to balance.

Then he slowly straightened up, lowering his raised head.

A bullet hole appeared on his forehead, penetrating deep into the skull, leaving a ferocious wound. Through it, faint blood trickled out, but the blood was not fresh; it was dull, thick, carrying a faint stench.

"Damn, this monster," Zhang Wei exclaimed, his eyes wide.

"You really dared to shoot me," Wang Han said, an icy and eerie smile on his face.

At that moment, Yang Jian put his hand in front of Zhang Wei, "Cool it, this guy isn't so easy to kill."

"Brother Tui, if we join forces, we can definitely kill this guy," Zhang Wei said.

Wang Han adjusted his suit and took out a handkerchief to wipe the wound on his head: "It's not that he can't kill me, but he's afraid that if he makes a move, everyone here will die instantly. Even Ghost Eye Yang Jian can't guarantee that I'd die without any power to resist, right? However, this isn't like you, caring so much about the safety of ordinary people's lives."

"Consider that gunshot as settling the score. Today is your party, I'll give you face. Whatever matters you have, let's discuss them after the party. I hope you won't make me wait too long."

Having said that,

he turned and left without looking back, heading towards President Qian among the crowd. Meanwhile, the flickering lights around also returned to normal, and aside from the gunshot just now, it seemed as if nothing had happened.

"He knows me very well."

Yang Jian's gaze shifted slightly.

He had already opened his Ghost Eye just now, which was a signal. But then the lights around flickered, indicating that this guy was also affecting the environment and had a Ghost Domain.

If they acted rashly, the Ghost Domains colliding with each other might mean that even if his own Ghost Domain could overpower the other, if that guy held out for even a second, many people would die.

If people he didn't know died, Yang Jian wouldn't be too affected, but among the crowd at the party were Zhang Xiangu, Wang Shanshan's father, Wang Bing, his secretary Zhang Liqin... He wouldn't want to see these people die.

So he stopped using his Ghost Eye.

Of course, Wang Han also chose not to resort to violence.

"Who the hell is this guy? Where did he come from? He's definitely not from headquarters," Yang Jian mused.

"Forget it, then I'll spare his dog life," Zhang Wei retracted his gun, "This guy is even more arrogant than I am, definitely here to cause trouble. Brother Tui, you better not believe him."

"I have my own judgment, the party goes on, let's ignore him for now. He won't make a move rashly. Although his beliefs are twisted and terrible, he is very rational. He knows what should be done and what shouldn't. He's not like the newcomers to the Supernatural Circle. I'll have a proper talk with him later," Yang Jian said, slightly squinting his eyes.

At this moment, Jiang Yan spoke in a timid voice, "Yang Jian, thanks for earlier. I had no idea someone suddenly showed up behind me."

"It's no trouble. The world is like this, dangers always arise. Compared to some supernatural events, a little altercation like this is nothing," Yang Jian said, closing his Ghost Eye and speaking calmly.

Zhang Wei lamented, "If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have fired that shot. How nice it would have been to make him kneel and kowtow, maybe even get him to call me 'Daddy'."

"..."

Yang Jian looked at him peculiarly.

Was he the one to make him kneel? It was a test, for goodness' sake.

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To see if the guy would really dare to act.

After all, he was well-known in the Supernatural Circle as a ghost tamer, and maybe that would scare him enough to kneel and beg.

"Wang Han, how's it going?" On the other side, President Qian approached, speaking in a low voice.

Wang Han replied with a numb expression: "That Yang Jian is a very terrifying person. The moment he opened his Ghost Eye, I felt like I was being targeted by a fierce ghost, as if I had triggered some sort of killing rule. Death could come at any time. If we had fought just now, I reckon I wouldn't have lasted ten seconds. But he's cautious, unwilling to start a fight on such an occasion, so he's not truly reckless."

"Never offend such a person in the future, or I'll be the first to claim your corpse."

"Alright, alright."

President Qian, startled, nodded hurriedly, feeling a sense of inexplicable dread.

Wang Han went to sit down quietly on one side, wiping the wound on his forehead. His unease was even greater than President Qian's.

Although he considered himself a top figure in the Supernatural Circle, it was only after getting close to Yang Jian that he truly understood the sudden terrifying pressure.

It was as if he wasn't even alive.

No different from a real ghost.