Ye Anqi said, "I know a lot of people, but I don't know if they truly exist."
"Who are they all?"
"Bei Jingshen, Bei Jingtang…"
Screech—Ye Anqi had only mentioned two names when the car suddenly stopped.
Thankfully, she was wearing her seatbelt, otherwise she would have hit the windshield.
Ye Anqi, puzzled, turned her head, "Mr. Timothy?"
Timothy's eyes were deep as he looked at her. "Who are the people you just mentioned?"
"Do you know them?"
"You mentioned Bei Jingshen and Bei Jingtang?"
"…Yes." Ye Anqi suddenly felt very nervous, "Do they also truly exist?"
Timothy's expression became very serious. "Little Fox, if you're not lying, I feel there's something very strange about your transmigration."
"It's strange to begin with."
"Who else do you know?"
"You haven't told me, do they also really exist?"
"Yes."
"Do you know them, are you familiar with them?"
"I guess you could say that."
