In the originally quiet antique shop, everyone was confused by the situation just now.
But after hearing James' voice, everyone reacted at this moment.
"This boy is not easy. I didn't feel anything when I watched him before, but the more I watch him now, the more I think he is unusual, he is… like an immortal!" The old man with a cane who prevented James from betting with Ye Bei previously muttered quietly after he gazed at Ye Bei's white back.
"Lu Wensheng, he is too similar to Lu Wensheng. In Confucian Temple, there were also cases where antiques gave out visions. And the person who had great connection with it was Lu Wensheng, but that was still seven or eighty years ago. My grandpa also told me about this legend, but I did not believe it. After all, this kind of magical thing is too unbelievable and against my common sense, but now, I discovered that those are very likely to be true." A middle-aged man also spoke as he stared at Ye Bei with wide eyes.
