Mysterious Revival-Chapter 760 - 727 Taking a Seat

"You're really not going to fight? Brother Tui, I can handle this, together we can take this guy down right here, no problem." Zhang Wei was still eager to try, as if it had been a long time since he had found someone to fight.

Or maybe he just wanted to practice his shooting.

Yang Jian waved his hand, "Alright, I'll tell you the truth, your shot caused a bit of trouble."

"Exactly, firing out of the blue – scared the hell out of me," Jiang Yan, who was hiding behind, immediately chimed in.

Zhang Wei shot her a glance, "Aunt, don't talk. This is a matter between us young people."

Jiang Yan immediately gritted her teeth in anger.

The detestable Zhang Wei, always making a fuss about my age. So what if he's a few years younger than me? And yet he's so smug about it.

Yang Jian squinted his eyes and said, "Let's call a halt to this conflict for now. This guy called Wang Han offended Jiang Yan, and you gave him a shot, so we're even. But strictly speaking, Zhang Wei didn't do anything wrong. In dealing with such people, you have to show strength, not weakness. Attitude is key."

"Yeah, the more arrogant the better. After all, he and I are the same kind of people. If possible, no one wants to resort to violence," Zhang Wei agreed.

"So next time we meet, should I shoot first as a greeting?" Zhang Wei asked.

Yang Jian said, "That move could get you killed horribly if you play it. I can get away with it, but you should definitely not try it. It's better to keep a low profile in life."

He was notorious in their circles, had the nickname 'Ghost Eye Yang Jian' over there, so of course, he could be unrestrained. But if it were someone else, it would probably be a different outcome.

"Let's get back to the party. Just stay away from that guy and you'll be fine. He won't dare to mess around with me watching," he added.

Although the gunshot had echoed in the hall just now, it didn't seem to cause much of a stir.

It only drew a few astonished glances from many people.

The invited company of beautiful women, though, turned pale one after another, their hearts trembling. They obviously hadn't seen such a terrifying scene where someone suddenly fires a gun.

"Dual-wielding Gunslinger, Ah Wei... it's actually true..."

The woman who had greeted them earlier, Tang Yanyan, was dumbfounded when she saw this.

At first, she thought the two young men crouching in the corner were not quite sane, or deliberately making up nonsense to brush her off. Now it seemed that the one called Ah Wei was telling the truth; he really had guns in his hands, and they were two shiny golden pistols.

And he had fired one of them.

This meant that they were not toys; they were the real deal.

If Ah Wei was real, then was that Xiao Yang next to him also real?

Da Chang Ghost Catcher?

That couldn't be, could it? Were there really people who caught ghosts?

Tang Yanyan felt it was all too fantastical, even a bit ridiculous. Although she had seen many ghost stories online, she never believed they were true.

At that moment...

Before she could think any further...

A group of people started walking over from the party hall.

All of them were influential, and worth a lot of money.

"Yang Jian, what was all that about just now? Nothing serious, I hope?" Zhang Xiangu came striding over, asking eagerly.

"Uncle Zhang, it's nothing. Just a greeting from someone in the circle, not a sky-high problem," Yang Jian replied.

Zhang Xiangu breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good then. Ah Wei, stop fooling around. If it's a gathering, then gather – what's the point of bringing that guy along? Looking for bigger trouble?"

He then scolded Zhang Wei.

"I should just keep squatting and eating my skewers," Zhang Wei silently decided, squatting down again.

"Mister Yang, I haven't seen you in a few months, and you've become even more remarkable. I have to thank you for showing leniency last time."

At this time, a boss said very politely. He was nearly fifty years old, with quite a few wrinkles on his face, but his body was still strong and burly, not like what a fifty-year-old should look like.

More like a strong man in his early thirties.

Yang Jian's eyes flickered, recognizing the man, "Are you Ma Youcai, who funded Xiaoqiang Entertainment Club? I remember you. How does it feel to use the new body?"

Ma Youcai had his body swapped with a Ghost Shadow by him.

That's why he had such a strong physique now.

Thrilled, Ma Youcai exclaimed, "Thanks to you, Mister Yang, it's unbelievably good."

The young body made him feel as if he could never run out of energy. Initially, after the body swap, he was terrified for a while, but after getting used to it, he found that the benefits were too many to count.

"That's good," Yang Jian nodded slightly.

This was a trial, and now it seemed that the effect was clear; a living person's head spliced onto another living person's body could indeed keep a person alive normally.

Even the medical issue of body rejection wasn't present.

That was the terrifying aspect of Supernatural Power.

The only question was how long this effect would last?

So far, almost half a year had passed without issues, but whether problems would arise later was unknown. For this reason, he also hoped that Ma Youcai would continue to live, as that would prove his experiment had been worthwhile.

"Captain Yang, it is a pleasure to meet you. Here is my business card. I hope for your continued support in the future."

Seizing the moment, a boss presented his card with a respectful and polite bow.

"To be able to attend such a gathering, one must be considered a business partner, and I will certainly look after anyone within my power, but once you are here, you must follow my rules," Yang Jian said calmly.

He didn't reach for the business card. Instead, Jiang Yan immediately stepped forward and took it for Yang Jian.

"Of course, of course," the CEO instantly breathed a sigh of relief, appearing very nervous. It seemed he knew a bit about Yang Jian's identity, as he addressed him as "Captain Yang."

Clearly, he was someone with insider information, not someone completely in the dark, unaware of anything.

At that moment, Yang Jian glanced around again; "Uncle Zhang, have all the attendees for this gathering arrived?"

"A few have reneged on their promises, but most have arrived." Zhang Xiangu asked a female secretary beside him before responding.

"Alright, let's start the gathering then. I have a few words to say, please take your seats first."

With that, Yang Jian shed the foolish demeanor he had earlier and became a towering figure in control of everything in Dachang City, exuding coldness and dominance with his every word, speaking in a tone full of command that left no room for refusal.

The others felt a chill in their hearts as his gaze swept over them, their hearts involuntarily contracting.

It was as if just a look from him could control the lives of everyone here, dispassionate yet terrifying.

Yet this perception made sense to many.

"Is this the rumored 'Ghost Eye'... Yang Jian?" Many people felt a cold sweat on their backs.

Yang Jian gave a sign.

The crowd automatically parted, whether it was CEOs, wealthy tycoons, or glamorous stars, none dared to obstruct his path.

He strode towards the center of the hall, surrounded by attention as if he were the moon to the surrounding stars. Any person with sight could tell that he was the protagonist of the gathering, not anyone else.

Jiang Yan pursed her lips, feeling an inexplicable pressure, so she gently picked up her gown and followed behind Yang Jian, not even daring to boldly step forward and warmly take his arm as usual.

The CEOs who had just gathered, as well as some other attendees, followed silently behind, mouths shut, not daring to make a sound.

"He..."

Tang Yanyan, who was still doubting herself, was completely stunned by this scene.

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Could this man, who claimed to be Xiao Yang, actually command such presence? To make a group of top-notch tycoons make way for him, bowing down.

But why would such a man squat in a corner eating skewers just earlier?

As Yang Jian passed by, he glanced over with some attention.

Tang Yanyan couldn't help but step back several paces.

That gaze... was indescribable.

Yet it made one's heart flutter with a sense of dread.

"Hey, you were wrong, weren't you? Ah Wei is the only son of Dachang City's wealthiest man, Zhang Xiangu. I looked him up online, his name is Zhang Wei, he likes to live stream, known as the 'silly son of the landlord's household,' quite famous. I couldn't find anything about the other one, but by the looks of it, he's the most important person here. And you actually called these two people idiots..."

A beautiful woman who was also invited to the gathering whispered with a snicker.

"Don't say it out loud." Tang Yanyan, frightened, immediately covered her mouth.

If this came back to haunt her later, she didn't know how horribly she might die.

"Has the gathering started?"

At that moment, a beautiful woman conversing with another group of wealthy businessmen turned her gaze slightly, then said with a smile, "Excuse me, I need to step away for a moment."

Zhang Liqin left the crowd and walked towards Yang Jian. She wore a long black dress, heavily made up, and did not look drastically different from the other beauties, but her figure was exceptionally striking. Walking in high heels, her slender waist swayed lightly, and her proud bust traced an astonishing curve.

Mature and full of feminine allure, she was someone no normal man could resist looking at more than once.

Yang Jian's secretary.

This particular role, made known to all, was something many didn't dare linger on with their gaze, which is why there were only women around Zhang Liqin just now, without a single man. After all, Yang Jian was single.

"Boss."

Zhang Liqin walked over, a gentle smile on her face as she called out softly.

Yang Jian nodded in acknowledgement.

Without a word, Zhang Liqin, like Jiang Yan, took her place behind him.

At the top of the gathering hall, there was a temporary podium set up especially for the gathering.

There were two sofas on the podium, placed on the left and the right. According to international conventions, the right side is more prestigious, so the right sofa was prepared for Yang Jian. Zhang Liqin, worried Yang Jian might not be fully aware of such etiquette, subtly gestured to it.

Yang Jian walked up and sat down on the sofa with a calm expression.

Zhang Liqin smiled slightly, straightened her dress, and sat down aside him with ease. She didn't need to say or do anything; just being near Yang Jian was enough.

Because this action alone was sufficient to tell everyone about her identity and affirm her status.

She too was a woman, capable of feeling jealous.

She didn't hope to lose to Jiang Yan, especially since she couldn't be away from Yang Jian either.

Jiang Yan sat down nervously beside them.

Yang Jian paid no attention to these two, sweeping his gaze over the attendees: "Please, take your seats. This gathering is a private affair; we'll discuss some personal matters, so don't be so tense."

Zhang Xiangu and Wang Bin took their places on the sofas across from him. They looked somewhat serious, as today's gathering was very important to them.