"Mr. Gao Ruqing wants to purchase a batch of rough jadeite from a jade auction in Myanmar a week later. During this period, there is a Burmese businessman who also wants to take the opportunity to sell the last three pieces of rough jadeite left by his ancestors. These three pieces are huge in size and are sold by weight.

According to local sources, this deceased ancestor of the businessman was somewhat mentally unstable. If it weren't for his talent in assessing rough jadeite, he might have been sent to a mental hospital.

The rough jadeite selected by this ancestor always contains top-quality jade if it exhibits green coloration. However, he also intentionally selects pieces with exceptional surface features like flowers and python patterns, selling them even though they lack any jadeite content inside. For those gambling in jade, experiencing the drastic ups and downs of heaven and hell at his place is quite common.

People say that everyone has a demon in their hearts, which can emerge unexpectedly. This ancestor must have understood this aspect of human nature well, as even until his death, visitors to his rough jadeite collection remained numerous.

Gao Ruqing also plans to purchase one piece from the three, and he wants to invite Hua Yan to accompany him. Over the phone, Gao Ruqing mentioned that he was inviting Hua Yan just to share some of her luck, but what he truly thought about Hua Yan wasn't easy to discern.

After hearing the story about the old man, Hua Yan's curiosity was aroused. Perhaps this was her only chance in her lifetime to witness such legendary events in the jade gambling world. After a brief thought, she agreed. They discussed and decided to depart the day after tomorrow, with Gao Ruqing taking care of all the passports and other arrangements.

Although worried, Hua Yan's father didn't stop her. This was his way of expressing paternal love.

The next day, Hua Yan requested leave from school. The income from the jade store during this period not only covered the cost of buying the house but also generated an additional two million yuan. Hua Yan prepared eight million yuan for this trip to Myanmar, as she couldn't return empty-handed from the source of rough jadeite production. Going with Gao Ruqing not only ensured safety but also meant that the selected rough jadeite could be shipped back by his company. With such convenience, how could she refuse?

On the plane, Gao Ruqing and Hua Yan sat together, with Gao Ruqing's secretary and two bodyguards sitting around them for protection.

"Are you also planning to buy some rough jadeite from Myanmar this time?" Gao Ruqing asked Hua Yan, who was flipping through a fashion magazine beside him.

"I do have that intention," Hua Yan replied calmly, not surprised by Gao Ruqing's question.

Gao Ruqing smiled as if to say, "I knew it would be like this." "Do you have enough money? If not, I can lend you some," the more time Gao Ruqing spent with Hua Yan, the more he found her likable. Unconsciously, he felt a sense of affection towards her, akin to an elder caring for a younger person, and his plans for personal gain diminished.

"No need, I have enough," Hua Yan replied. She hadn't planned to buy much rough jadeite anyway. Moreover, before leaving, she had instructed her father not to touch the remaining four million yuan at home, just in case.

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"That's good." Hua Yan's calm demeanor and ability to handle matters without haste made Gao Ruqing somewhat envious of her father for having such a good daughter.

The secretary sitting in the back row had only recently learned about Hua Yan. During Gao Ruqing's last collaboration with Hua Yan, he was studying abroad, and another assistant handled the matter. Seeing the youthful and beautiful Hua Yan at the airport, he initially thought that his boss had changed his bedmate again.

After observing, he realized his mistake. A few days ago, the boss returned from Myanmar and that night said he wanted to invite a master to join them at the Myanmar auction. However, he didn't expect it to be a young girl in her twenties.

Hua Yan originally closed her eyes to rest, but the secretary behind her kept staring at her, which annoyed her greatly.

"Sir, are you very hungry or something?" she asked.

"Huh? No, I had a good lunch."

"Then why are your eyes looking like they want to devour someone? If I don't speak up, I'm worried you'll stare a hole through my back."

Although there weren't many people in first class, when Hua Yan spoke so loudly, the secretary's face instantly turned red, eliciting a round of low laughter from Gao Ruqing and the others.

After this little incident, the secretary gained a new understanding of Hua Yan. He reminded himself not to provoke her in the future, as she would surely embarrass you no matter the occasion.

With no one bothering her, Hua Yan fell asleep shortly after. She hadn't managed to get a proper nap earlier due to the flight scheduled for 2 p.m., and her outburst just now might have been due to lack of sleep.

Seeing Hua Yan asleep, Gao Ruqing and his secretary whispered to each other, "Kid, do you have a crush on that young girl? Do you want me to play matchmaker for you?"

"No, just curious," replied the secretary.

"It's not just you. Actually, I'm very curious about this girl too. Remember when you asked me about the guy who turned four pieces of rough jadeite into six at the antique jade street? Guess who that is?"

"You mean it's Miss Hua Yan?" the secretary exclaimed in surprise.

"You got it right." Gao Ruqing was now like a child, delighted to see someone else's face exhibiting the same lack of composure he had once shown.

As they whispered, on the other side of the corridor, a man in his thirties with mixed Eastern and Western features lifted his head from his documents and pondered Hua Yan for a few seconds before lowering his head again. No one noticed the ripple that flashed through his eyes like a deep well.

Due to weather conditions, they arrived in Myanmar late at night. Hua Yan, who had just woken up, hadn't been asleep for long and didn't realize her wallet had fallen out of her bag when she disembarked from the plane.

As she continued walking, Hua Yan felt her sleeve being tugged. Turning around, she saw a mixed-race man holding her wallet.

"Your wallet," his voice was somewhat hoarse, as if burned by poison. There was no emotion on his face, as if it were made of iron.

"Thank you," Hua Yan said, still surprised by encountering such an emotionless person for the first time. After thanking him, she immediately walked away briskly, wondering if she had just encountered a zombie. Otherwise, she couldn't explain why she felt as if she had been transported to the underworld just now.

Watching Hua Yan flee like the wind, the mixed-race man touched his face and said, "Am I scary?"

The seven or eight people following him looked at each other in surprise and said in unison, "Master is not scary!"

"I think so too."

Once they were out of the airport, Hua Yan couldn't help but ask Gao Ruqing, "Mr. Gao, do you know who the mixed-race man we were sitting with earlier is?"

Gao Ruqing thought for a moment and said, "Did we have a mixed-race person in our first class? I don't recall noticing."

He asked his secretary and bodyguards the same question, and they all gave the same answer.

That eerie mixed-race man didn't seem like someone who could go unnoticed, yet none of them had paid attention to him. It was really strange. Could it be that she had really seen something from the underworld? Feeling cold, Hua Yan tightened her collar and dared not think about it further.

"Are you feeling unwell, girl?" Gao Ruqing noticed that Hua Yan's face was pale, as if she were freezing to death.

"No, maybe it's just because I woke up recently."

"Just to be safe, let's order some ginger soup during dinner later."