Chapter 705 The Man Who Should Have Died

Yang Jian had never expected that after chasing out of the village, the ghost he'd finally catch up to would bear such a face.

The face was the spitting image of his father's portrait, sharing a striking resemblance with him.

This bizarre encounter in a nightmare made Yang Jian feel as if he had found his long-lost father, unfamiliar as he was, yet it stirred his heart and he couldn't gather himself to fight right away.

In the dream, he wasn't affected by his own ghost shadow, Yang Jian here was emotional, a perfectly normal person.

"I must act quickly," Yang Jian's reason was urging him to end this nightmare as soon as possible.

He was quickly recovering from his astonishment, ready to take out the person before him.

However, the figure in front of him, covered in mud, wearing outdated clothes, and looking exactly like his father from the portrait, suddenly opened his mouth and spoke, "You're more excellent than I had imagined."

"Hm?"