He felt that this meteorite, which looked like a head, seemed to look like someone…
Xie Haiyang! Wang Baole thought for a moment, and his eyes narrowed suddenly. The image of Xie Haiyang appeared in his mind. Comparing it with the meteorite, his heartbeat quickened.
They indeed looked similar. But perhaps due to the meteorite's color, it looked older. If it really turned into a head and face, it would look more like an elderly Xie Haiyang or an elder in his family.
But even an elder from his family wouldn't have such an uncanny resemblance to the meteorite. So Wang Baole was unable to judge at this moment whether it was the former, the latter, or merely a coincidence.
As Wang Baole was thinking, Zhuo Yixian was naturally unclear about his thoughts. However, he could see the shock of his master. So although he had no clue what was going on, he made some guesses as to why Wang Baole was so shocked based on the model of the meteorite.