Yang Jian walked with Zhang Xiangguang through the dream world, slowly approaching an old European-style castle in the distance.
Beside him, the Evil Hound followed closely, always on guard against Zhang Xiangguang, who had regained his ability to move.
Even in this dream world, Yang Jian remained vigilant, giving Zhang Xiangguang no chance to get close. He didn't want the knife in Zhang Xiangguang's hand to suddenly be turned on him.
Zhang Xiangguang was well aware of Yang Jian's caution, so he didn't try to get too close, maintaining a mutual understanding to keep a certain distance.
"How's He Yuelian doing now?" Zhang Xiangguang asked as they walked.
"She's doing well. She's familiarizing herself with her supernatural power. If all goes well, headquarters will have another female captain," Yang Jian said calmly.
