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

……

The exhibition hall was in complete chaos.

The strong stench of blood mixed with the nauseating stench of decay quickly filled the air.

Qian Wanda lay on the ground, writhing in pain.

With each spasm, a black, viscous liquid would gush from the corner of his mouth, a sign of internal organ damage and the backlash of malevolent energy.

"Dad! Dad, don't scare me!"

Qian Shao knelt to one side, his expensive floral shirt stained with the black blood his father had vomited, and he was trembling like a leaf.

He abruptly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes glaring fiercely at Qin Feng, and screamed hysterically, "It's you! It must be you! Everything was fine just now, you're the one who made my dad vomit blood!"

"Guards! Seize him! Don't let him get away!"

At this point, Qian Shao had lost his mind and only wanted to find a scapegoat to vent his fear.

The bodyguards who hadn't dispersed yet, upon hearing the young master's roar, exchanged glances, and seeing their boss lying on the ground, unsure of whether he was alive or dead, gritted their teeth and surrounded him.

Even a few gamblers who were blinded by their losses chimed in, "Yeah! We can't let him leave! He's infuriating, and he thinks he can just run away?"

Su Qingxue turned pale with fright and gripped Qin Feng's arm tightly.

Qin Feng stood still, without moving an inch.

He looked at the crowd that had gathered around him, a faint, almost imperceptible, sneer playing on his lips.

madness.

"Stop it, all of you!"

An old man's angry shout abruptly silenced the cacophony of voices.

Liu Songhe slammed his sandalwood cane heavily on the ground, making a loud "thump-thump" sound as it struck the marble floor.

"A bunch of bastards! Is saving lives more important or arresting people? Anyone who dares to make a move will be expelled from the Southwest jade industry!"

Liu Songhe was highly respected, and when he shouted this, the bodyguards all stood still, caught in a dilemma.

The old chairman rushed to Qian Wanda's side, disregarding his filth, and grabbed Qian Wanda's wrist.

The moment his fingertips touched the pulse point, Liu Songhe's expression changed drastically.

The pulse was erratic, barely perceptible.

Even more terrifying, a chilling coldness shot straight from his fingertips to his heart, making him shiver involuntarily.

This is... Yin energy has entered the body, and the end is near!

Liu Songhe has spent his entire life in the antique world, and has seen many strange items. He knows that this is not a disease that can be cured by a hospital.

He suddenly looked up at Qin Feng, who was three meters away.

He recalled Qin Feng's words earlier, "If your fate isn't strong enough, you can't hold on to it," and he also remembered his old friend Zhao Huaichuan's almost superstitious praise of Qin Feng on the phone last night.

This young man saw it coming a long time ago!

"Young friend Qin!"

Liu Songhe took a deep breath and bowed slightly to Qin Feng in front of everyone.

This scene caused an uproar throughout the audience.

The president of the Provincial Treasure Appraisal Association was bowing to a young man?

"I'm begging you, old man, I'm risking my reputation! Please help me!" Liu Songhe pleaded urgently. "Only you can save this man!"

Qin Feng remained indifferent, his gaze sweeping over Qian Wanda, who was already rolling his eyes on the ground.

"Old Liu, I'm an appraiser, not a charitable organization."

Qin Feng's voice was calm, revealing no emotion whatsoever: "Just now you wanted to break my arms and legs, to take my life. Now that you're about to die, you want me to save you? There's no way you'll get away with something so easy."

He is not the Virgin Mary.

In this cannibalistic world, if we repay evil with kindness, how can we repay kindness?

Hearing this, Qian Shao's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets: "You..."

"Snapped!"

Liu Songhe slapped Qian Shao hard across the face, forcing him to swallow his profanities.

"Shut up! Keep howling if you want your dad to die!"

After finishing his tirade, Liu Songhe walked quickly to Qin Feng's side, lowered his voice, and spoke rapidly in a manner only the two of them could hear:

"Young friend Qin, I know the Qian family father and son are scoundrels. But have you ever considered that Qian Wanda controls 60% of the jade raw material supply in Sichuan?"

"If he dies here today, the Qian family will immediately fall apart. Those channels will be swallowed up by 'that group' who have been eyeing them covetously."

Liu Songhe paused, his expression turning serious: "As far as I know, the Su family's agents in the Southwest have been eyeing this lucrative opportunity for a long time. If Qian Wanda dies, they will truly have absolute power in the Southwest."

The Su family.

Upon hearing those two words, a cold glint flashed in Qin Feng's originally indifferent eyes.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend.

Or... a good knife.

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the crowd and landing on the pair of ornamental walnuts lying in a pool of blood.

[The Eye of Treasure Appraiser], open.

Lines of scarlet text appeared above the walnut.

【Item: Human bone walnut (disguised as a lion's head)】

[Internal structure: hollow, filled with mercury, with one 'coffin nail' embedded inside.]

[Source: Specially produced by Su Wenbin of the Su Family in Yanjing.]

[Feng Shui arrangement: A "family-extinction"煞 (sha). It drains the host's yang energy, ultimately leading to the host's sudden death and the destruction of their family.]

Qin Feng sneered inwardly.

What a ruthless means.

Su Wenbin, is this your doing again?

Since that's the case, I have no choice but to save Qian Wanda.

It's far more valuable to keep this mad dog around to bite the Su family than to kill him outright.

"OK."

Qin Feng nodded and looked at Liu Songhe: "For Elder Liu's sake, I'll help you with this. However, I have conditions."

Liu Songhe was overjoyed: "As long as I can be saved, any conditions are negotiable!"

Qin Feng stopped talking and strode towards Qian Wanda.

In my mind, the system panel popped up.

[Would you like to spend 5 points of Treasure Points to exchange for the 'Taiyi Suppressing Evil Needle Technique' (one-time use)?]

[Current Treasure Value: 5 points.]

"exchange."

Qin Feng silently recited in his heart.

A flash of light appeared in his hand, and an extremely fine silver needle appeared at his fingertip.

Of course, to outsiders, it looked like he took it out of his sleeve.

Qian Shao, clutching his swollen face, instinctively tried to stop Qin Feng as he prepared to stab his father in the forehead with a needle.

"What are you doing! Do you even know how to treat a patient?! That's a head!"

"roll!"

Qin Feng didn't even glance at him before kicking Qian Shao in the chest.

boom!

Qian Shao slid along the ground for three meters before crashing into the stone-cutting machine, groaning in pain.

The world is quiet.

Qin Feng squatted down, pressing his left hand on Qian Wanda's still twitching shoulder, while his right hand held a needle, his eyes blazing.

A dark aura emanates from the forehead, indicating an ominous presence.

"break!"

With a low shout, Qin Feng's silver needle transformed into a cold light, swiftly and accurately piercing into Qian Wanda's "Yintang" acupoint between his eyebrows!

This needle went deep into the flesh.

The audience was silent.

Everyone held their breath and stared wide-eyed at the scene.

There was no blood splattering as I had imagined.

The moment the silver needle pierced through, Qian Wanda's originally purplish-black and swollen face visibly returned to its pale white color, as if the tide had receded.

Followed by.

"puff--!"

Qian Wanda suddenly sat up, opened his mouth wide, and spat out a mouthful of extremely foul-smelling black gas mixed with residual blood.

As he exhaled, his chest heaved violently, the bellows-like sound of only taking in air and not exhaling disappeared, and then came greedy, heavy panting.

"He's...he's alive?!"

A gasp of surprise erupted from the crowd.

"Incredible! This is practically snatching someone from the jaws of death!"

"Just one injection? Just one injection?"

"Just who is this young man? His ability to appraise artifacts is phenomenal, and his medical skills are terrifying too?"

Su Qingxue stood to the side, looking at Qin Feng's tall and straight back, her eyes almost overflowing with admiration.

This is her Brother Qin.

omnipotent.

Qian Wanda finally caught his breath.

The sheer terror of being on the verge of death soaked his clothes with cold sweat.

He looked around blankly, and finally his gaze focused on Qin Feng.

The fear of returning from the brink of death completely extinguished his previous arrogance.

Forget about face, forget about industry rules, they're all bullshit in the face of life!

Qin Feng looked down at him, pulled out a silver needle, and with a flick of his wrist, it disappeared into his sleeve.

"Your life is temporarily saved."

Qin Feng's voice was icy: "But this malevolent energy has been ingrained in our bones for three years; these methods are insufficient to eradicate it completely. Moreover..."

He paused, his tone becoming playful:

"How do we settle today's bet?"

Qian Wanda shuddered.

He's a seasoned veteran and a smart man.

The person who can bring him back to life with a single injection could probably kill him with just one injection as well.

Without any hesitation.

This arrogant "Jade King" of Sichuan, disregarding the bloodstains covering his body, scrambled over and kowtowed loudly to Qin Feng.

"A bet's a bet!"

Qian Wanda's voice trembled: "Stone... I, Qian, am willing to pay 150 million to buy it! Of the extra 60 million, 50 million will be used to buy one of my son's fingers, and 10 million will be used to thank Young Master Qin for saving my life!"

150 million.

This is money to buy your life.

Qin Feng smiled calmly; this attitude was quite sensible.

"I can take the money." Qin Feng turned around. "I don't want your fingers either, they're too dirty."

Upon hearing this, Qian Shao, who was huddled in the corner, felt as if he had been granted a pardon and collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

"but."

Qin Feng walked to the pool of blood, bent down and picked up the two walnuts stained with black blood.

"You need to see this root of the problem clearly."

Qian Wanda was taken aback, his eyes filled with confusion: "These walnuts..."

"Snap!"

Qin Feng suddenly exerted force with his five fingers.

The two century-old lion's head lion heads, polished to a glossy shine and said to be worth millions, crumbled instantly in his palm like crispy cookies.

There are no nuts.

As the shell shattered, a strong, fishy stench wafted out.

Qin Feng opened his palm.

Amidst a pile of broken shells, lay a jet-black iron nail.

The nails were rusty and had a few strands of black hair that seemed to wriggle around them like living creatures.

The moment this thing was revealed, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop by several degrees.

"what!"

Su Qingxue let out a short gasp and instinctively covered her eyes.

Liu Songhe's expression changed drastically, and he took two steps back: "Soul-suppressing nails?! These are the sinister objects used in coffins to nail down corpses and prevent them from rising from the dead! How could they be in a walnut?"

Qin Feng picked up the iron nail with two fingers and waved it in front of Qian Wanda.

"Mercury was poured in, dead people's hair was wrapped around it, and coffin nails were used to suppress the soul."

Qin Feng's voice sounded like it came from the deepest hell: "The person who gave you these walnuts not only wants your life, but also wants your Qian family to be wiped out completely, so you can't even be a ghost."

"This is called the 'extinction of offspring' curse."

Qian Wanda stared intently at the iron nail, his eyes bulging.

No descendants?!

Someone wants to wipe out his Qian family line!

"That's not right!" Qian Wanda's lips trembled, his mind blank. "This is for my fiftieth birthday, a gift from my son... He said it was a filial gesture that cost a fortune..."

He turned his head abruptly, his gaze fixed on Qian Shao as if he wanted to devour him.

Qian Shao was so scared that he wet himself, and his crotch was soaked.

Seeing his father's murderous glare, Qian Shao was terrified and scrambled backward, crying and shouting:

"Dad! It wasn't me! I didn't know there were nails inside!"

"It's from Young Master Su! It was given to me by Young Master Su Wenbin from Yanjing! He said it's a blessed treasure that will bring our family great wealth... He asked me to give it to you!!"

Su Wenbin.

It's that name again.

really.

Qin Feng laughed and casually tossed the Soul-Suppressing Nail at Qian Wanda's feet, making a crisp "clang" sound.

"Chairman Qian."

Qin Feng dusted off his hands, his tone relaxed:

"It seems I wasn't the one who wanted you dead."

Qian Wanda looked at the nails at his feet, and thought of his deteriorating health over the past three years, as well as the recent sudden demand from the Su family to "invest" in and take over the distribution channels.

Everything connected.

"Su Wenbin!"

Qian Wanda squeezed out these three words through gritted teeth, his fear completely transforming into overwhelming resentment.

He raised his head, looked at Qin Feng, and his expression changed.

It is no longer hatred, but a desperate plea and madness like a drowning person clinging to a piece of driftwood.

"Young Master Qin..."

Qian Wanda got up and knelt in front of Qin Feng, "Save me... as long as you help me break this deadlock."

"From now on, the Qian family's lives belong to you!"