90,000 Years of Longevity

Chapter 284: Qualification

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."

When James heard this, he didn't hesitate to say this directly.

"You"

"Asshole, what did you say?"

"Who the hell are you scolding?"

Nearby, there was a lot of dissatisfaction immediately.

But in the face of this situation, James still didn't care at all. His confident gaze swept around everyone around him, and then he grinned slightly, "Am I wrong? At least I personally experienced it. The facts are like this. This country is really good! The privileges granted to us are quite a lot. And although you are citizens of this country, you are no different from the lower class people. When you scold me, I think you should think about how sad your lives are."

But when James's words fell, nearly a hundred people on the scene were all speechless and could not find any words to explain.

They worshiped foreigners. Everything good was for foreigners.

This concept had long been deeply rooted in people's hearts unconsciously.

How could this be justified?

Anyway, at this moment, everyone at the scene seemed to be slapped fiercely, but they could only stretch out another side of their faces, waiting for others to slap again so that the two sides of their faces were symmetrical.

In contrast, Ye Bei still looked uncaring.

His deep gaze just fell on James indifferently.

"You, don't have the right to bargain." The voice was cold without any emotion.

Then, Ye Bei moved forward. He still had his hands behind his back.

Outside the Confucian Temple, the cool breeze continued, and occasionally, a gust of wind blew in from outside, causing Ye Bei's white robe and dark long hair to constantly fly in the wind.

All the people who stood in front of him stepped aside without any control.

"Boy... Don't mess around! We are Americans... In this country, we have special privileges. If you dare to mess around, I can guarantee that your fate will be very miserable! Besides... you alone are not our opponent. I advise you to stop your action, otherwise, you will be unlucky if we are angry."

After seeing Ye Bei walking towards him, James narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly.

But when he finished speaking, he didn't know what was going on, he just felt his heart beating extremely fast.

Even in his mind, a tingling sensation flashed past.

James was very familiar with this feeling.

Once, when he was walking on a street in the U.S., a car rushed over without warning. He felt this way at the time. So he quickly took a step back. But as a result, the car directly hit his companion and that companion died instead.

Things like this did not just happen at that time.

"How could this happen, I'm nervous because of this guy? This is impossible..." James was filled with doubts in his heart, and when his squinted eyes looked at Ye Bei again, he only felt that this young man was a little too calm, and he even looked unfathomable.

Click!

Ye Bei walked quietly.

Perhaps it was because the antique shop had become extremely quiet at the moment. When he walked, everyone around him could even hear the sound of footsteps.

"Bring it!"

This foreigner was less than one meter away from him.

Ye Bei slowly stretched out his white hand, his voice was cold.

"F*ck!" After he felt the weird atmosphere around him, and coupled with hearing Ye Bei's words, James cursed and continued, "Since you fancy this thing, it means that you also appreciate antiques. Why not take a gamble, with 2 million Yuan per person, to see who can buy the highest value of antiques? If you win, the amber will belong to you, if you lose, then admit that China is a low-level country, and at the same time, get away from me honestly."

Regarding this kind of thing, James has tried it in other places and other countries.

And every time, it was James who won the victory. The losers were all dejected and left.

And so, when James said this and looked at Ye Bei, his eyes were full of provocations.

"I don't think this kid dares!"

"Hey... if such a young guy really knows how to appraise antiques, I think there must be a devil near us. I don't think he might have the courage to compare with you, right? James! This kid is actually very perplexed."

The two foreigners followed up. These words of theirs were clearly provoking everyone here.

When they turned over the rhetoric in this way, they immediately made those onlookers angry.

"Bullying a young man is nothing. If you really want to bet, this old man will play with you." An old man with a cane and white hair stepped forward as he said angrily.

"Asshole, do you really think you are invincible? If it wasn't for Mr. Lu Wensheng, the ancestor of the Confucian Temple, who retired, how can you foreign devils be able to act so arrogant here?" 

"Damn, damn foreign devil."

Some people even cursed with flushing faces, but they didn't dare to step forward at all, and they didn't have any confidence in their hearts.

But when the accusations kept resounding again and again in this antique shop, Ye Bei spoke again.

"You are not qualified to make a request." This time, his voice became colder than even ice, making everyone feel so cold in their soul in an instant.

After saying this, the amber that James held in his hand seemed to have a life of its own. Then without delay, it released a dazzling golden light, and violently broke free from James' palm.