Yang Bo's heart sank. 850,000 was too far away; he had no idea how to reach it. All he could do was pray to the countless gods and Buddhas, hoping they would help him achieve this!,The old beggar looked up at Yang Bo and said, "Thank you, young brother. You are such a kind person!",The old beggar held the glass bead in his hand. He'd been holding onto it all along!。