"Xiao Bo, don't worry about home. If you send some money, don't send it all back. Take care of yourself, and I will take care of your dad!",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!,Yang Bo suddenly heard the beggar's voice and turned to look. He saw the old beggar holding a green glass bead and handing it over, "Little brother, this is for you."。