Li Zhuiyuan, a corpse retriever, travels through a mysterious resurrection.

Zhang Han had been watching Li Zhuiyuan closely, observing his every move.

The moment Zhang Han noticed the murderous intent in the other person's eyes, he felt a chill run down his spine.

Brother Xiao Yuan is really daring to take action!

Xiao Yuan didn't care at all about the method of controlling the second ghost or delaying the vengeful ghost's resurrection; otherwise, he wouldn't have offered the opportunity to himself.

Zhang Han quickly interjected, "President Wu, if there's any misunderstanding between you and Brother Xiao Yuan, please explain it clearly!"

Wu Yue remained unchanged, spreading his hands and feigning innocence, saying, "I really don't know anything. Don't blame me for not warning you, if you make a move here, our deal is void, and you'll get nothing from this trip to Huanggang Village."

Zhang Han's face darkened upon hearing President Wu's reply.

He knew that Mr. Wu was finished.

We absolutely cannot confront Brother Xiaoyuan head-on, let alone threaten him with words.

Besides, Brother Yuan didn't care at all about what Boss Wu used to threaten him.

In his desperate attempt to find a way to delay the ghost's resurrection, Zhang Han made one last effort. He cautiously looked at Li Zhuiyuan and whispered, "Brother Zhuiyuan, he's just an ordinary person. Why don't you just let it go?"

Li Zhuiyuan glanced at Zhang Han.

The cold, lifeless gaze, which seemed completely inhuman, sent a shiver down Zhang Han's spine.

It's even more terrifying than a vengeful ghost.

He shifted his feet to the side, no longer daring to speak.

Compared to the apprehensive and helpless Zhang Han, Wu Yue appeared much calmer.

Although he was an ordinary person, his status and position were not simple.

As the company's general manager, he possesses immense power, a strong background, tools produced in the laboratory, and, most importantly for all ghost tamers, a method to control a second vengeful ghost and delay its resurrection.

This gives him enough confidence when facing any ghost tamer.

After all, if a Ghost Tamer wants to survive, they can only rely on the company.

Wu Yue said in a deep voice, "Li Zhuiyuan, I know you. Although you are very intelligent and have excellent grades after coming out of the orphanage, you are actually penniless."

"And your classmate Yang Jian, from a single-parent family, whose living conditions are also quite average."

"You are lucky to have become demon tamers. You should pursue a better life. A lot of money is what you should care about most."

"The matter of the files is over. I hope you won't be angry and will continue to cooperate with me. I'll give you the money. A ghost sells for 100 million on the market, right? I can decide to give you 200 million. Is that price acceptable?"

Wu Yue did not continue to bring up the matter of delaying the resurgence of the vengeful ghost. He also knew that these people were tormented by the ghosts inside them every day, and their mental state was somewhat abnormal. He dared not push them too hard.

Therefore, a slightly gentler approach was adopted, using money to reason with them.

Money is useless to ghosts, but it always has a miraculous effect on people.

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian turned to look at Li Zhuiyuan, waiting for Li Zhuiyuan to make a decision.

Wu Yue was somewhat surprised. It seemed that Zhang Han and Yang Jian both regarded the youngest Li Zhuiyuan as their leader.

"I've fulfilled my promise. I've resolved the paranormal incident in Huanggang Village, and the reward is what you were supposed to pay," Li Zhuiyuan said. "But I need an explanation for the file issue."

"When someone does something wrong, someone else has to pay the price."

Because of this deleted file, they were unable to obtain accurate and valid information in Huanggang Village; otherwise, this matter would have been resolved long ago.

If it weren't for the fact that he and Yang Jian were both rather special ghost tamers, the ghosts of Huanggang Village could have wiped them all out in the event of any accident.

Li Zhuiyuan can accept failure in fighting the supernatural, but he cannot tolerate anyone tripping him up. He may be able to solve this problem, but he may not be able to solve it next time.

Hearing this, Wu Yue felt quite helpless. He kindly advised, "Young man, you really shouldn't be so stubborn. It will only harm you. When there are enough benefits to be had, it's appropriate to ignore some things."

"To be honest, we don't have high hopes for you guys this time. We all think it's unlikely you'll leave Huanggang Village alive."

"But you survived, you succeeded. Then comes the reward, the things you didn't have before, right?"

Li Zhuiyuan nodded and said, "What you said makes sense, but I don't like to hear reasoning."

As he spoke, he took out the golden pistol and aimed it at Wu Yue's forehead.

"What?" Wu Yue was dumbfounded. He spoke so sincerely, yet Li Zhuiyuan's response was to pull out a pistol.

The cold touch on his forehead made him realize that the boy in front of him did not play by the rules.

Large patches of cold sweat clung to his face, and fear made his legs tremble.

"Killing me won't do you any good. You'll only cause trouble and get nothing in return!" Wu Yue hurriedly raised his hands and said, "Calm down, calm down."

Li Zhuiyuan's voice was calm, without the slightest fluctuation: "I've remained calm throughout. Killing you is the best option; otherwise, others will dare to use tricks on me in future paranormal events. I don't know who's behind this, but if I kill you, everyone will know, and if they give me another fake file, someone will die."

Hearing these words, Wu Yue felt a chill run down his spine.

He understood what Li Zhuiyuan was trying to do: he wanted to establish his authority by killing a person of status, so that everyone would know what would happen to those who offended him.

"Click." The sound of the pistol safety being released and the bullet being chambered traveled clearly through Wu Yue's forehead to his ears.

The terror of facing death instantly gripped Wu Yue's heart, and sweat poured down his face.

"No, no, no, Li Zhuiyuan, there is a better way to do this."

"Yang Jian, Mr. Zhang, please try to persuade him..."

Yang Jian remained unmoved. He supported Xiao Yuan's decision, stating that tampering with the supernatural files was absolutely intolerable.

Zhang Han dared not move. He looked helplessly at the sky, regretting that he had lost the way to delay the resurrection of the evil spirit.

Wu Yue wanted to continue begging for mercy, but when he saw Li Zhuiyuan's emotionless eyes, he felt a chill in his heart.

The boy really wanted to kill himself.

"Bang!" A crisp gunshot rang out.

Suddenly, a ghostly aura enveloped them, attempting to alter the bullet's trajectory and save Wu Yue.

The ghost eye on Yang Jian's forehead instantly appeared and began to rotate.

"Hmm?" Li Zhuiyuan's dark eyes appeared as he suddenly looked into the distance.

A cold smile appeared on his lips, and ghost blood gushed from his hands, forming a wall of blood around Wu Yue.

The suddenly appearing ghost realm was forcefully divided by ghost blood and rendered useless.

This was the insight he gained after witnessing the ghost forcefully invading and affecting Yang Jian's ghost realm in Huanggang Village.

The suppressive power of ghost blood influences the ghost realm.

"It really worked." In Li Zhuiyuan's opinion, as long as the ghost domain was not too strong, the ghost blood should be able to handle it.

He chose not to kill Wu Yue with ghost blood, but instead to divide the opponent's ghost realm, so that the other party would know that he was not afraid to compete in the power of fierce ghosts.

The bullet continued its journey, piercing Wu Yue's forehead and leaving a bloody wound.