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

……

Ten minutes after Qin Feng left.

The iron gate was pushed open again.

There was no commotion, no shouting from bodyguards clearing the way.

The only sounds were the screeching of tires screeching against the ground when the convoy came to an abrupt stop, followed by a rhythmic clatter of high heels.

"Da, da, da."

The sound wasn't loud, but it seemed to be on the beat of everyone's heartbeats.

The crowd at the entrance moved aside in unison.

A woman walked in.

Wearing a perfectly tailored black haute couture suit that accentuated her stunning waist-to-hip ratio, she wore crisp trousers and red-soled stilettos.

She wore no jewelry, except for a black Richard Miller pendant on her left wrist, its skull design giving it a cold and menacing look.

The second young lady of the Su family, Su Linglong.

Her face was expressionless, neither angry nor anxious, but rather indifferent as if everything were dead.

Those long, narrow phoenix eyes swept across the entire room, and the wealthy people who were just whispering and discussing Qin Feng's miracle immediately lowered their heads, wishing they could stick their faces to their crotches.

The entire stone-cutting site, with its hundreds of people, was as quiet as a morgue at midnight.

Manager Wang stood in the center of the field, clutching the oil-stained stone tightly in his arms, while his legs trembled uncontrollably.

Su Linglong walked straight to Manager Wang and stopped three steps away.

"Wang Defa".

She took off her black lace gloves and casually tossed them to the bodyguard behind her, then extended a slender, fair hand, palm up.

"How's it going?"

Manager Wang swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing violently with a "gulp".

He felt as if he was holding not a stone, but a landmine with its fuse pulled; letting go meant death, and not letting go also meant death.

"Miss……"

Manager Wang's teeth chattered, and he even bit his tongue, his mouth filled with the taste of blood. "The assets of the Gu family... have been dealt with, sold for 500 million in cash."

Su Linglong did not retract her hand; her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, her gaze focused on the lump in Manager Wang's arms.

"Where's the cash?"

"exist……"

Manager Wang shuddered, abruptly closed his eyes, and thrust the stone in his arms forward, his movements stiff as if in a sacrifice. "Here it is."

Su Linglong's gaze froze.

She looked at the red-skinned stone, still stained with the rag she had used to press down on it, pitted and uneven like a rotten sweet potato.

I glanced again at Manager Wang's deathly pale face.

"You mean...?"

Su Linglong's lips curled into a chilling sneer. "You exchanged that 500 million in cash for this eyesore of a broken rock?"

"No! Second Miss, please let me explain!!"

Manager Wang knelt on the ground with a "thud," his knees hitting the gravel, and blood immediately seeped out, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

"This is what Qin Feng has his eye on! That madman Gu Shao Cong drove the price up to 450 million to snatch it!"

"You know Qin Feng, he never leaves empty-handed! He's the one who cut out imperial green jade! The fact that he's so persistent means this stone is absolutely a priceless treasure!"

"I only did it at the last minute for the sake of the Su family!"

Manager Wang speaks extremely fast, as if he's reciting his last words, as if he's afraid that if he slows down even a second, his head will be chopped off.

"Snapped!"

A sharp, resounding slap interrupted his incessant chatter.

Manager Wang was knocked to the side by the blow, half of his face swelled up, his mouth split open, and two bloody molars flew several meters away.

Su Linglong shook her hand, took the wet wipe handed to her by the bodyguard, and slowly wiped her fingers.

"Hijacking?"

She threw the wet wipe in Manager Wang's face, looking down at this homeless dog.

"If he really wanted this stone, with your pig-brain, how could you possibly outbid him? You'd be slaughtered like a pig, and you'd still be smugly thinking you got a bargain?"

"Do you think the Su family's knife isn't sharp enough, or do you think your neck, Wang Defa, is harder than this stone?"

The voice just fell.

Swish!

Four bodyguards in black rushed forward and pressed two dark gun barrels directly against the back of Manager Wang's head.

"No! Don't shoot! Miss, have mercy!!"

Manager Wang was terrified. He frantically kowtowed on the ground, his forehead banging loudly, blood streaming down his face.

"It hasn't been cut open yet! How do you know it's a pig butchering scam if it hasn't been cut open?!"

Manager Wang clung tightly to Su Linglong's legs, as if grasping at a last straw, and roared:

"Qin Feng really wants it! That look in his eyes can't be faked! Gu Shao Cong may be crazy, but he's not stupid!"

"Miss, let's take a gamble! What if it turns out to be a bargain? What if it's top-grade red jade, or even the legendary blood jade?"

"That one cut could cost a billion, a billion!"

Su Linglong's eyes flickered slightly.

She looked down at the stone.

Five hundred million.

That's no small amount.

The Su family, or rather her lineage, is currently on the verge of collapse.

If she can't come up with the money tonight to fill that hole, those old fogies on the board will tear her apart tomorrow.

Killing Wang Defa is easy, but the money won't come back.

If, as Wang Defa said, this stone is indeed what Qin Feng has his eye on...

That man.

Su Linglong recalled Qin Feng's ambiguous smile and his ruthless methods in killing the assassin in the rainy night.

If it's something he sets his sights on, even if it's just a brick, it might have a touch of the supernatural.

"call……"

Su Linglong took a deep breath, her chest heaving.

She is a gambler.

From the day she decided to take over the mess that was the Su family, she was gambling with her life.

"Wang Defa".

Su Linglong withdrew her gaze, her voice regaining its suffocating calm.

"I don't believe you, but I believe in that Qin's judgment."

She stepped back and made way for him.

"cut."

Just one word, yet it carries immense weight.

"Cut it right here. If you mess it up..."

Su Linglong pointed to the roaring stone-cutting machine, "You should chop yourself up and feed the stones to the dogs."

"Miss Xie! Miss Xie!"

Manager Wang felt as if he had been granted a pardon and scrambled to his feet.

He didn't bother wiping the blood off his face or his fallen teeth; he grabbed the stone and rushed toward the stone-cutting machine.

The stone-cutting masters around were about to step forward to help.

"Get out of here! All of you, get out of here!"

Manager Wang shoved the chef aside, his eyes bloodshot, looking like a madman.

At that moment, he trusted no one but himself.

He placed the stone on the workbench and picked up a marker with trembling hands.

How to cut it?

Where to cut it?

This stone is a completely covered piece; the outer skin is so tight that there isn't even a crack, making it impossible to determine the internal texture.

If you accidentally cut the tender flesh, then everything is ruined.

"Buzzing—"

The sound of the grinding wheel spinning idly was like a death knell.

Manager Wang gritted his teeth, sweat pouring down his face. Sweat mixed with blood flowed into his eyes, stinging him intensely.

He remembered what Qin Feng had said before he left—"There is black mist here, and fine lines there."

Although at the time I thought Qin Feng was trying to drive down the price, looking back now, that might have been the only clue.

"Let's give it our all!"

Manager Wang didn't dare to cut it in half. Instead, he shakily drew a line about one-fifth of the way down the edge of the stone.

If it's really dirty, cutting off that part will reveal the meat!

"Sizzle—!!!"

The machine starts up.

Manager Wang pressed down hard on the stone with both hands and pushed it toward the rapidly spinning alloy saw blade.

The ear-piercing scraping sound resounded throughout the venue again, even sharper and more unsettling than when the "Dragon Suppressing Stone" was being cut earlier.

Sparks flew and landed directly on Manager Wang's face, burning several black spots, but he didn't even dare to blink.

Su Linglong stood three meters away, arms crossed over her chest.

Five hundred million in cash flow.

This is the blood of the Su family.

This cut not only slices through stone, but also cuts through the Su family's fortune.

The wealthy onlookers held their breath, hundreds of eyes fixed on the saw blade as it continued to penetrate deeper into the ground.

No one spoke; even their breathing was deliberately suppressed.

One minute.

Two minutes.

For Manager Wang, those two minutes felt like two centuries.

As the saw blade cut to the bottom, the resistance in my hand suddenly eased.

"boom--"

The small piece of stone that was cut off slammed heavily onto the workbench and then rolled to the ground.

It's been cut open!

Manager Wang was completely exhausted, slumped down next to the stone-cutting machine, panting heavily, his chest heaving violently.

He dared not look.

He really couldn't bear to look.

He turned his head to one side, closed his eyes, and awaited the verdict.

Is it heaven or hell?

Su Linglong didn't move, but her brows furrowed slightly.

Suddenly, someone in the surrounding crowd let out a suppressed gasp.

"Holy crap..."

Immediately afterwards, the stone cutter who had been pushed aside mustered up his courage, went over, picked up the water pipe next to him, and rinsed the cut surface hard.

wow-

The mortar was washed away.

The stone cutter's hand trembled violently, and the water pipe almost fell to the ground.

His eyes widened, and his excited voice instantly pierced through the entire basement.

"It's famous!!"

"She's bleeding!!"

"Such a rich blood color! This is... cockscomb red!!"