"Mao Sanyou?"
Xiao Bing muttered, "This name sounds so ancient."
"By age calculation, he should be from your great-grandfather's generation. Back then, having a name was already pretty good." Lin Yi said:
"He was the previous abbot of Shangqing Palace. Zhang Youfu got that statue from him, so we need to check his background."
"Got it."
After finishing business, Lin Yi hung up the phone.
Soon, Xiao Bing sent over the information.
Among them, William, whose full name is William Witters, is a very skinny person.
He looks almost skin and bones, with a very stern expression. Even looking at a photo, you can feel an oppressive aura.
The other one, named William Delison, appears to be quite elderly according to the photo.
He seems to be a bald man weighing over 200 pounds, with a kind smile that has nothing to do with being mercenary.
Lin Yi carefully examined the data and photos of the two.
And he agreed with Xiao Bing's analysis.
