CHAPTER 1787: CHAPTER 1187: SACRIFICE

"Did you see clearly, is it really a Dragon Stone Type? I’ve never seen a real Dragon Stone Type before."

"Look at its color, that luster, the fullness of its water, the color and texture blend as one, a natural masterpiece, if not a hundred percent, then at least eighty percent possible!"

"Hiss... such a large piece, damn, how much is it worth?"

"Many years ago I encountered one, about the size of a regular pendant, 50 million!"

"50 million is nothing strange, for those who love it, the Dragon Stone Type is priceless! It’s a rare treasure one can hope to encounter; no price is too high!"

K-gold, pure gold, and 24K gold, differ very little, but jade is different.

The quality of jade stone can differ vastly.

And like antiques, jade stones have no standardized pricing, which means there’s no regulated market price.

So, even though there are many industry insiders present, no one can accurately estimate the value of this astonishingly sized Dragon Stone Type.

It’s truly beyond their understanding.

But one fact is indisputable.

Boss Jiang, who was just unlucky, turned around and became the luckiest person in the world!

At least in the eyes of these onlookers in the largest marketplace jade section of Karuzi.

No matter how much he lost before.

Just one knife.

It only took one.

Financial freedom is truly trivial compared to this; there’s no need to mention it. One could live in ease and comfort for the rest of their life, leisurely spending and enjoying, and countless generations might benefit.

Of course, given the wealth Jiang Chen has displayed, he definitely isn’t lacking money, but this doesn’t stop the envy and even jealousy from every direction.

"Buddha bless, all those who see have a part; I’m giving all these materials to everyone here."

Boss Jiang’s conduct naturally needn’t be questioned, magnanimously giving away all the materials he opened previously.

Although these scraps are nothing to him, for those who come to this market to prospect for gold, even 100, 1,000 RMB would be a windfall.

Some people hadn’t reacted yet, but those around them rushed over and began snatching frenziedly.

The scene was once extremely chaotic.

"Bring the Dragon Stone Type, we’re leaving."

Jiang Chen instructed the guards.

Satisfied, as he’s already won the first prize, there’s no need to continue the game.

The guards nodded, pushed through the chaotic crowd, and went to retrieve today’s spoils.

The Dragon Stone Type.

The guards were also very shocked, and even tempted.

But compared to those around them, these soldiers who had been to war knew what was more important.

"Put down the Dragon Stone Type!"

The guard tasked with retrieving the Dragon Stone Type shouted.

Only to see that the invaluable Dragon Stone Type material was already picked up by someone and being carried away, none other than the stall owner who had received Jiang Chen’s group.

Apart from Boss Jiang, he should have been the luckiest person in the marketplace today, though no match for Boss Jiang, who discovered the Dragon Stone Type, yet skimming off the top had made him a fortune.

But human nature, alas, is always flawed, not everyone can learn to be satisfied.

"Why should I put it down? The Dragon Stone Type is ours!"

The stall owner’s response was shockingly brazen, not only showing no gratitude to a big customer but rather exposing the savage and fierce nature within him.

The materials generously given away by Boss Jiang were quickly snatched up, and the others saw the stall owner’s reaction and were initially stunned, but soon understood.

The saying goes, a man without sin who holds treasure becomes a target.

Finding a treasure is a skill, but one also needs the ability to walk away with it.

Realizing a big show was about to unfold, the chaotic scene gradually regained order, with unrelated people holding tightly onto their snatched materials, making way on their own.

"What do you mean it’s yours?"

The guard frowned, the big figure was just behind, so he chose to endure, maintaining patience, and calmly said, "The Dragon Stone Type was bought by our boss, we are taking it with us."

"Take it? Stop dreaming, this belongs to our marketplace."

The stall owner’s cheeks quivered, terrifying as he was, but he’s not just a brute, quite calculating. If you paid attention, you’d notice he kept saying "ours."

In this place, doing business, who isn’t a wily veteran?

The other stall owners quickly reacted.

Yes indeed.

What are they dawdling for?

Even if today’s deal hit their annual KPI straight away, right now, lying before them, is a chance for a lifetime of ease and enjoyment!

Seize the chance, or miss it forever!

"Yes, the Dragon Stone Type is ours!"

The stall owners who caught on immediately voiced their support, forming a unified front in agreement, their eyes bloodshot.

Damn, such unity and shared hatred.

People die for wealth and birds for food.

The eternal truth holds unchanged.

In front of accessible colossal wealth, how many can remain rational?

As for how to split the spoils, that’s a matter for later, the most important thing now is to unite and drive away the buyer.

Faced with the fervent group of over twenty stall owners, the four guards looked stern, their pupils sharp, but their excellent training kept them from rash actions.

The buyer paid real money and took the risk, then revealed a treasure, only to have it turned on him.

In any business field, such circumstances are indeed shocking.

Faced with this absurd scene, Pei Yunxi remained quite calm, observing coldly as if it was none of her affair.

In desolate places, rogues emerge.

Do they really think this is home country?

"I paid the money, the transaction log is here, you’re saying this stone is yours, is this how you do business?"

Boss Jiang wasn’t angry, instead, he laughed.

These aren’t even unscrupulous merchants, it’s outright robbery.

Is this foolish big spender role one he must play today?

The profit-driven stall owners had no time to appreciate the meaning behind Dragon Stone Type being offhandedly called a stone by him.

Never mind the payment record, even if their own parents showed up, they probably wouldn’t acknowledge them.

"How about this, you return the money I just paid, and we’ll leave immediately, how about it?"

Boss Jiang, perceptive of the situation’s pressure, politely offered a conciliatory proposal.

But once the seeds of greed are spurred, they grow rampantly without end.

"Get going."

The main benefitting stall owner fully demonstrated what shameless despicability means, extorting and intimidating.

Trying to swallow the Dragon Stone Type was one thing.

But refusing even to return their capital.

This situation can’t just be described as shady anymore.

To make Jiang Chen understand the stakes, some stall owner pulled a bone-cleaning knife from somewhere, its sharp blade gleaming chillingly.

In a place like Myanmar, there’s no notion of controlled knives; carrying some self-defense tools isn’t surprising.

"Hurry up and leave!"

The most disheartening was the surrounding audience’s attitude; technically, they were buyers too, and they also benefited from Jiang Chen’s generosity, they should stand with him to defend buyer rights, yet seeing the stall owners uniting to seize the Dragon Stone Type, they remained indifferent, even stepping back to avoid implication.

The ugliness of human nature was fully displayed.

"Return the money, and I’ll leave immediately."

Boss Jiang was still speaking softly, still negotiating, his demand already humble, but with the stall owners many and daring, they completely disregarded him.

"Money or life? Leave or face death!"

The stall owner, unconsciously leading, eyes bulging like copper bells, in spirit seemed not to be threatening, but perhaps one carrying lives on his back.

A strong dragon cannot crush a local snake.

These stall owners communicating seamlessly probably know this Shen Zhou proverb.

So what if you’re rich?

In their territory, you still have to tuck your tail.

But they seem to forget there’s another part to that saying.

Jiang Chen shook his head.

Then the unusually calm Pei Yunxi only heard a single bland word.

"Kill-Them"

The four guards’ expressions shifted drastically, a bloody aura rolling and pervading instantly, in sync they drew guns.

Without any hesitation.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang..."

Blossoms of bright red blood exploded in succession.

Beautiful beyond words.

Such a precious treasure couldn’t possibly emerge without the sacrifice of blood.