I lent my brother 500 yuan, and he offered his wife as collateral.

……

As Qian Wanda approached, the atmosphere on the scene suddenly became tense.

The once bustling jade trading center was now so quiet that only the humming of the stone-cutting machines, which had not yet completely stopped, could be heard.

Qian Wanda waved his large hand, which was adorned with a Patek Philippe worth millions.

A dozen burly men in black suits and sunglasses quickly surrounded Qin Feng and Su Qingxue, blocking all their escape routes.

"Click, click."

The two thick, patina-covered lion's head walnuts in Qian Wanda's hand spun rapidly, making a grinding sound that made your teeth ache.

His eyes were fixed greedily on the half piece of imperial jade in Qin Feng's hand, and a cold smile of "I've got you figured out" appeared on his face.

"Young man, some things you can't hold onto if you're not tough enough."

Qian Wanda took a step forward, unleashing the roguish air of someone who had spent years in the underworld:

"Keep the stone; consider it something I bought. I'll give you a million for 'tea money.' Get out of here; this is the last bit of courtesy I'm giving you."

One million?

Buying a 90 million yuan imperial green jadeite?

This isn't a transaction, it's outright robbery!

And it's the kind of gun that lets you poop on someone's face!

Su Qingxue turned pale with fright, and her lips, which had just regained some color, went colorless again.

She instinctively wanted to curl up, gripping Qin Feng's clothes tightly with both hands until her knuckles turned white.

"No...don't hit me..." Her voice trembled, her eyes filled with terror.

In her world, violence is an inescapable nightmare.

Qin Feng did not back down.

Instead of retreating, he turned to the side, using his broad back to completely shield Su Qingxue from the menacing gazes of the bodyguards.

"Is Chairman Qian planning to rob us outright?"

Qin Feng placed one hand on the priceless jadeite rough, his other hand casually in his pocket, his eyes sweeping over the restless thugs around him with amusement:

"Do you think the jade trade rules of Sichuan are just a piece of toilet paper?"

"Industry practice?"

Qian Wanda scoffed.

He looked around, and wherever his gaze fell, the gamblers around him all avoided his eyes; no one dared to provoke him.

"In the jade industry of Sichuan, Lao Tzu's words are the unwritten rule!"

Qin Feng laughed heartily: "What if I disagree?"

Qian Wanda's face suddenly darkened, his patience exhausted. He waved his hand and said, "You're asking for it! Get the stone over here and teach this kid a lesson!"

Several bodyguards moved at the sound, their hands, swift as the wind, grabbing directly at Qin Feng's shoulder.

Su Qingxue closed her eyes, desperately awaiting the familiar pain to come.

however.

Just as those dirty hands were less than ten centimeters away from Qin Feng.

"Let's see who dares to move!!!"

A powerful shout, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, resounded throughout the empty exhibition hall!

The voice carried an air of authority unique to those in power, which actually stopped the bodyguards from moving.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

The white-haired old man who had been guarding Qin Feng's raw stone and had just offered 90 million suddenly took a step forward.

Although he was thin and dressed in a faded Chinese-style cloth robe, the sharp light that shone in his eyes at that moment was even more dazzling than all the jade in the room.

"Qian Wanda, do you not want your eyes anymore? Trying to extort money right in front of me?"

The old man, leaning on a sandalwood cane, slammed it heavily on the ground with a dull thud.

Qian Wanda was about to lose his temper, thinking to himself, "Which old geezer dares to meddle in my business?"

But the moment he turned his head and saw the old man's face clearly, his arrogant and domineering face immediately crumbled.

Adam's apple bobbed.

"President Liu...?"

Qian Wanda's voice was off-key, like a rooster being choked.

His previous arrogant and domineering aura vanished completely.

"My God! It's Liu Songhe, the president of the Provincial Treasure Appraisal Association!"

Finally, someone in the crowd recognized the old man, and exclamations of surprise rose and fell.

"It really is Old Liu! A titan in the jade industry! It's said that even the top official in the province treats him with utmost respect!"

"Qian Wanda has really messed up this time!"

"This young man is incredibly lucky! He actually has Chairman Liu backing him up?"

Liu Songhe?

Qin Feng raised an eyebrow.

No wonder that old man had such a sharp eye; he recognized the value of imperial jadeite at a glance. He must be a top expert in this circle.

Liu Songhe, with a stern face, pointed at Qian Wanda's nose and began to berate him:

"Qian Wanda, you're really something! Since you want to get involved in shady dealings, why don't I call Old Zhang from the provincial department and have him send someone over to talk to you about the 'rules of the game'?"

Upon hearing the words "Old Zhang from the Provincial Department," cold sweat poured down Qian Wanda's forehead like a waterfall.

He runs a highly profitable business, and his reputation is far from clean.

If I get investigated by the higher-ups, not only will my business fail, but I'll probably spend the rest of my life in jail working on a sewing machine.

"No, no, no! Mr. Liu, you're too kind!"

Qian Wanda's expression immediately changed; he bent over at a ninety-degree angle, his face plastered with a humble smile.

"Misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding! I was blind and didn't recognize you... I was just joking with this young man!"

"A joke?" Liu Songhe sneered. "Leading a dozen men to besiege two young men, and you call that a joke? Qian Wanda, your business has grown so big these past few years, has your conscience been eaten by dogs?"

"Yes, yes, I was confused! I deserve to die!" Qian Wanda raised his hand and slapped himself, the sound crisp and loud.

Those around them were dumbfounded.

The big boss, who just boasted that "I am the rule of the industry," is now behaving like a grandson.

This is the suppressive power of a top-tier background!

Qian Shao was completely dumbfounded, his mouth agape, not daring to utter a single word.

Liu Songhe ignored the watchdog and turned to look at Qin Feng.

His originally serious and rigid face instantly softened, becoming filled with a kind and even respectful smile.

"Young man, you remain calm in the face of danger, showing remarkable composure even when Mount Tai collapses before you!"

Liu Songhe sized Qin Feng up and down, becoming more and more satisfied. Suddenly, he remembered a phone call from his old friend last night and tentatively asked, "I just heard that your surname is Qin? Are you Qin Feng?"

Qin Feng nodded slightly, neither humble nor arrogant: "That's right."

"Oh! It really is you!"

Liu Songhe slapped his thigh excitedly, disregarding any airs of a chairman, and stepped forward to shake Qin Feng's hand:

"That old bastard Zhao Huaichuan was praising you to the skies last night! He said you could spot a fake at a glance at Cloud Peak Manor, not only identifying it but also saving his life a couple of days ago?"

"You have no idea how stubborn Old Zhao is. He's never submitted to anyone in his life, but when he talks about you, he speaks of you with the utmost praise!"

Old Zhao?

Zhao Huaichuan!

Upon hearing this, the surrounding onlookers were completely dumbfounded.

"Zhao Huaichuan? The vice president of the Provincial Treasure Appraisal Association? That so-called 'ager who can date things at a glance'?"

"Holy crap! Who is this young man? Did he save Zhao Huaichuan's life?"

"President Liu is being so polite to him? 'Young friend'? That's an incredibly high seniority!"

Those gamblers who initially thought Qin Feng had just gotten lucky and cut out the Imperial Green jadeite now looked at him with completely different eyes.

From envy and mockery, it turned into deep respect.

Having gained the approval of both the Liu and Zhao elders, this young man can basically do whatever he wants in the Sichuan antique circle!

Qian Shao's face turned ashen, and his legs trembled.

He finally realized that he had not offended some poor loser who wanted to eat swan meat, but a dragon crossing the river that had not yet shown its fangs!

Qin Feng replied calmly, "Old Zhao, you're too kind. It was just a small favor, nothing to mention."

"You're too modest! Too modest!" Liu Songhe laughed heartily. "Young friend Qin, since you're Old Zhao's friend, then you're a close friend of mine, Liu Songhe! I'll take care of this for you today!"

He turned and gave Qian Wanda a cold glance: "Stone, Qin can take it away or cash it out as he pleases. If the Qian family dares to lay a finger on it, I, Liu Songhe, will issue a notice immediately to block all of Wanda Jewelry's channels throughout the province!"

Ban!

Qian Wanda shuddered and almost collapsed to the ground.

This is going to cut off his lifeline!

"No, no, absolutely not!" Qian Wanda waved his hands repeatedly. "Since he's Old Liu's friend, he's my honored guest! The stone naturally belongs to Young Master Qin. I'll have someone clear the way right away!"

He then roared at his bodyguards, "Are you all blind? Get out of here!"

The bodyguards retreated like the tide.

A crisis vanished without a trace with just a few words from Liu Songhe.

Su Qingxue breathed a sigh of relief, her tense body softening.

"Young friend Qin, shall we go? This old man would also like to learn from you about that piece of imperial green jade..." Liu Songhe extended an invitation with a smile.

Everyone thought the matter was over.

however.

Qin Feng, however, did not move.

He stood still, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, fixing firmly on Qian Shao, who was huddled behind Qian Wanda.

"I appreciate Mr. Liu's kindness."

Qin Feng's voice clearly pierced through the entire exhibition hall: "But, one thing at a time."

"A stone is a stone, and a bet is a bet."

Qin Feng slowly raised his hand, pointing his index finger at Qian Shao, his tone chilling: "Eight rings, one finger, three kowtows."

"If anything is missing, this matter is not over today."

Quiet.

The audience was silent.

Everyone stared at Qin Feng in disbelief.

Chairman Liu has already given you a way out, and Qian Wanda has also backed down. Why are you still going to stand your ground?

This is like pulling teeth out of a tiger's mouth!

Liu Songhe was stunned for a moment, then gave a wry smile.

This young man's temperament is exactly as Old Zhao described: unyielding and stubborn.

Qian Wanda's face, which had been relaxed, suddenly tightened and turned a deep liver color.

How could you make his son kneel down and have his finger cut off in front of so many people?

That's worse than killing him!

How will the Qian family survive in Sichuan after this?

That ruthless streak inherent in nouveau riche resurfaced.

"You surnamed Qin! Don't push your luck!"

Qian Wanda gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot, and forced out a voice through clenched teeth: "Old Liu, you can leave, I can agree. But you want to harm my son? Dream on!"

He was extremely agitated, and the two old walnuts he was holding were squeezing so hard they made a cracking sound.

Qin Feng clearly saw that, as Qian Wanda became enraged, the black evil energy that had been lurking in the two walnuts suddenly erupted as if summoned by some force, and frantically drilled into his body through his palm.

It shot straight to the top of the head!

"I'll just ask you one question: will you honor the bet?" Qin Feng ignored his roar and simply asked calmly.

"Follow my ass!"

Qian Wanda went completely mad. He shoved aside Liu Songhe, who was trying to stop him, and pointed at Qin Feng, shouting:

"Kid, I'll pay a hundred million for this stone! Take the money and get the hell out of here! If you don't leave, I'll make sure you leave this world smug, even if it means getting blacklisted!"

"Dad! Kill him! This kid is too arrogant!" Qian Shao shouted when he saw his father stand firm, his fear turning into a ferocious glee.

Qin Feng looked at the father and son who were being devoured by the evil energy and a cold smile appeared on his face.

"One hundred million? You can keep it to buy a coffin."

"What did you say?!" Qian Wanda's eyes widened in anger, and he was about to wave his hand to order an attack.

Sudden.

"Gurgle..."

A strange, muffled sound came from deep within Qian Wanda's throat.

His eyes suddenly bulged out, and his face turned blackish-purple at a visible speed.

"Dad? What's wrong?" Qian Shao sensed something was wrong and went over to ask.

"puff--!!!"

Without any warning.

Qian Wanda opened his mouth wide and spat out a mouthful of black, foul-smelling blood!

The amount of blood was astonishing, spraying directly onto Qian Shao's face and body!

"ah!!!"

Qian Shao's eyes were smeared with hot, foul-smelling black blood, and he let out a pig-like scream.

Immediately afterwards, Qian Wanda seemed to have his bones removed, and he fell heavily to the ground with a "thud".

Two priceless lion's head walnuts rolled to the side, stained with black blood.

He was convulsing violently, foaming at the mouth, and barely breathing; he was clearly about to die.

The entire audience erupted in uproar!

The once arrogant "Jade King" is now lying in a pool of blood in the blink of an eye.

"Holy crap! Why is this blood black?!"

Someone's dead! Someone's died!

The crowd erupted in chaos, screams filled the air, and the bodyguards who had been surrounding Qin Feng were thrown into disarray, frantically rushing to their boss.

"Quick! Call 120!"

"Boss! Boss, what's wrong?"

"Is this... a sudden surge of anger? Or poisoning?"

Liu Songhe was also startled by this sudden turn of events.

As a seasoned veteran, he could tell at a glance that the illness was extremely dangerous and far from being a simple acute condition.

Only Qin Feng.

He stood three meters away, his clothes spotless.

The crystal-clear imperial green jadeite emitted a faint green light in his hand, forming an extremely ironic contrast with the pool of foul-smelling black blood on the ground.

Qin Feng looked at Qian Wanda, who was struggling to his death on the ground, with an indifferent gaze like that of a god.

"He was right about what he just said."

"Some things, if you're not strong enough, you can't hold onto them."