The sky gradually darkened, and occasionally a cold wind blew.
This street was a pedestrian street without any motor vehicles passing...
The crowd was increasing.
The voice of the discussion was also full in this atmosphere.
"He looks too young; he must be a liar!" Someone frowned and said angrily.
Someone also barked after, "I was almost fooled by him, damn... so it was just acting."
"I think the fortune-telling masters around are reliable. This young man is deliberately promoting himself, right?" Someone had a serious guess.
These sounds were very noisy.
However, these voices could not have any influence on Ye Bei at all.
Since setting up the stall, Ye Bei didn't move half a step. His dark eyes had a deeper understanding. To him, the people around him seemed to be nonexistent.
He was too detached.
He just listened and watched quietly.
