Inside the shop, it became lively again.
"This is so awkward; this kid is not an ordinary person, but he's so arrogant, so confident. his courage alone makes me admire." Following Ye Bei, the wicked man murmured.
"Heroes are born within young people!" Inside the store, boss Huang's voice was like a mosquito.
"This young master is so good. It's better to get rid of these foreigners! Don't let them harm my shop anymore." The owner of the Year's Trace Antique Shop looked at Ye Bei with admiration.
"James, do you really want to give it to him?"
"Yes, this group of Chinese people must have no good intentions,"
Two other foreigners leaned in James' ear and whispered.
"Don't worry, the ownership of things belongs to us. You must know that in this country, our nationality represents treatment, and these people are just some low-level ethnic groups. They should be the ones who are really worried."
