Ye Wudao seemed to have no awareness whatsoever, his behavior reminiscent of newly rich show-offs who deliberately flaunt their chunky gold rings on their fingers, just to display their wealth.
"Mr. Ye, the necklace you're wearing is really peculiar, where did you buy it?"
After a short while, James finally moved his gaze away from the necklace around Ye Wudao's neck reluctantly and asked casually, his heart pounding with excitement.
"This necklace?"
Ye Wudao fully exposed the necklace, which was the Angel's Fall Cross, only it was strung on a rope and worn around his neck.
James excitedly nodded, and if it weren't for the crowd, he probably would have been unable to restrain himself from snatching the Angel's Fall Cross right then and there.
