The voices of the two were not loud, but for Ethan Smith at this moment, it was like a thunderstorm in his ears!
He couldn't help but step back and muttered softly, "Clayton... Clayton Schmidt... What merit do I have..."
"Mr. Schmidt once said that he would see through the technique of reincarnation and wait for the arrival of the Golden Age to find out how powerful a chaotic body can be at the strength of the Immortal Emperor." The elderly man spoke slowly.
"The present year is too similar to that of Mr. Schmidt." Another elderly man also chimed in.
Ethan frowned and said, "But I am not him."
"Whether you are or not, who knows." The elderly man shook his head.
"Whether you are or not, you are the chaotic body of this generation, and perhaps you inherit Mr. Schmidt's beliefs." The other elderly man also said.
Ethan remained silent. He knew what the two words 'Schmidt' meant and knew even more about the glorious history of Clayton Schmidt.