Murong Qing was known in DY as Madman Murong, imperious and ruthlessly aggressive, and no one had ever dared to speak to him in such a manner.

Lin Chen looked at the furious Murong Qing and smiled, "This bet was made by your nephew, and everyone can be a witness. Is it that your Murong family cannot afford to lose?"

"Boy, are you making an enemy of our Murong family?" Murong Qing's face showed a trace of coldness.

"Since your family can't afford to lose, then forget it, I didn't even want this grandson anyway," Lin Chen scoffed coldly.

Seeing Murong Qing's bullying the weak, the onlookers began to talk.

"This old man is too shameless, clearly unable to afford the loss yet still trying to argue relentlessly."

"Exactly, have the nerve to bet but can't accept defeat, what rubbish."

"I think this so-called Murong family must also be a bunch of rogues."

Hearing the crowd's discussion, Murong Qing's expression became uglier and uglier.

"Kid, would one million be enough for you?" Murong Qing grinded his teeth and said.

"One million, do you think I lack this million?" Lin Chen scoffed.

"Kid, I won't even bother, what can you do to me," Murong Bai, unable to contain himself any longer, shouted from the side.

"Shut your mouth," Murong Qing's face darkened as he shouted angrily.

Today, there were too many people watching, and if news of this spread, it would greatly impact the family's reputation.

Murong Bai knew his uncle's temperament; at Murong Qing's glare, he didn't dare to speak further and lowered his head to hide to the side.

"What exactly do you want?" Murong Qing said, his face somber.

"How about this, a flat rate of ten million, think of it as me giving you face?" Lin Chen smiled.

Murong Qing's eyes darted around, he snorted coldly, "Fine, I'll give you fifteen million, but I want to buy the last piece of raw stone."

His plan was crafty; Lin Chen had produced top-quality jade from two consecutive stones, so the third could definitely not be an exception. If Lin Chen refused to sell, then even if Murong Bai remained silent, no one could criticize.

"No way, I might still get another Full Jade or ice-type from the last piece," Lin Chen shook his head and refused.

"My sincerity has been more than sufficient, if you don't agree, then there's nothing I can do," Murong Qing said obstinately.

Lin Chen pondered for a moment, bit his teeth, and displayed a very pained expression, "Fine, twenty million, I'll sell it to you, and let's just let this matter go."

"Good, it's a deal," Murong Qing smiled triumphantly.

Murong Qing took out a bank card, instructing the waiter to transfer the money directly to Lin Chen, "Kid, are you satisfied now?"

"Yes, very satisfied," Lin Chen nodded.

With this, the matter finally came to a close. Murong Qing spoke to the Stone Cutter, "Please go ahead and cut open the last stone as well."

All eyes once again focused on the raw stone in the Stone Cutter's hands.

The Stone Cutter also felt somewhat nervous; the first two were top-quality jade, what about the last one!

"Uncle, you are too smart. This kid must be a stone gambling expert, the last piece must also be top-quality jade," Murong Bai flattered on the side.

"Hmph, you brat, learn something from your uncle," Murong Qing sneered darkly.

Time passed second by second, and half of the raw stone was already polished. At this point, Murong Qing's face looked somewhat ugly.

Murong Bai wiped off his sweat, "Uncle, maybe it's an ice-type gem. The first one also turned green in the last half."

Lin Chen, standing by, watched the raw stone with keen interest, a cold sneer in his heart.

Ice-type gem, if it turned out to be an ice-type gem, that would be something else; the last stone was supposed to be just a piece of scrap.

Finally, the entire raw stone was opened, and everyone shook their heads in disappointment; the stone was a piece of scrap.

Originally, many people believed Lin Chen was a master gem gambler, but the last stone turned out to be a piece of scrap, erasing the aura of mystery around him instantly.

Lin Chen hadn't wanted to be too showy, so he deliberately chose a scrap stone. Unexpectedly, Murong Qing, thinking himself clever, ended up spending twenty million on the scrap stone.

Watching twenty million turn into a pile of dust, Murong Qing's face turned dark, almost dripping water, "Kid, you dare to play me."

Lin Chen looked aggrieved, "Uncle Murong, you were the one who begged to buy this raw stone; how was I to know it would be scrap."

"You..." Murong Qing felt hateful in his heart, yet indeed, the matter wasn't really related to Lin Chen.

However, he had a feeling that Lin Chen might have known all along that it was a piece of scrap.

"Fine, kid, you've got guts, I'll remember you," Murong Qing said with a sinister face, pointing at Lin Chen, a murderous gleam in his eyes.

Murong Bai also looked upset because of the loss of so much money for no reason; he was sure to face consequences when he returned.

Lin Chen, unconcerned about the uncle and nephew who despised him deeply, said to the Stone Cutter, "Please, cut this Full Jade into eight pieces for me."

"What?" The Stone Cutter was stunned upon hearing Lin Chen's words.

Xue Ying was also startled, "Lin Chen, if this jade is cut, it will lose its value."

"No worries, I have money to burn, I just like cutting Full Jade," Lin Chen said nonchalantly.

Everyone around was shocked by Lin Chen's words; this guy was really squandering wealth. A jade worth a hundred million, casually cutting it, knowing that after cutting, this piece of Full Jade won't even sell for ten million.

Murong Bai trembled slightly inwardly. What kind of person was this, he thought he was squandering enough, but this guy was in a league of his own.

Seeing the Stone Cutter hesitant to proceed, Lin Chen actually walked over, took the gem-cutting tools, and personally began cutting the Full Jade.

Xue Ying originally wanted to dissuade Lin Chen, but unexpectedly, he went ahead with his decision to cut.

The sound of the cutter on the jade caused everyone present to wince as if the machine was cutting into their own flesh; a hundred million, with each cut by Lin Chen meant ten million was being slashed.

Murong Qing squinted his eyes, watching Lin Chen's actions, and found himself increasingly unable to understand this mysterious young man.

Lin Chen cut the jade into eight equal parts, finally satisfied with his work.

Xue Ying glared at Lin Chen with some reproach, "Couldn't you have told me before doing this? A hundred million just turned into ten million, do you want to kill your sister with heartache?"

"Sister, don't worry, it's just a hundred million; it's easy to earn more later," Lin Chen said carelessly.

Lin Chen's words depressed everyone around; just a hundred million, this guy really was infuriatingly cavalier.

Today not only had Lin Chen gathered all the jade needed for the formation eye, but he also gifted Xue Ying an ice-type jade worth thirty million. More satisfyingly for Lin Chen, he had effortlessly made twenty-five million from Murong uncle and nephew.

Murong Bai watched Lin Chen and Xue Ying's departing figures and spoke coldly, "Uncle, are we just going to let this go?"

Murong Qing snorted coldly, "Let it go, how could we? He was clever to earn it, but let's see if he lives long enough to spend it. I will make him cough up every penny he earned from us."