Shouldn't we raise the price so high right from the start?

Hearing Big Gold Tooth's bid, many people felt frustrated and wanted to spit blood.

Although from the skylight, this piece of glass-type imperial green jade was much larger than the previous item numbered 666, who could guarantee it was all glass-type imperial green jade? If luck was against them, it could collapse, resulting in a huge loss.

Businesspeople are never a united group; when most felt disheartened, a few began to bid:

"$510,000"

"$520,000"

...

People are inherently herd animals; once someone stepped forward, others ignored the risks and joined in, quickly driving the price up to over $600,000.

"If Daoist Priest is willing to gamble a bit, we can't let him suffer a loss—$800,000!"

Big Gold Tooth suddenly raised the price by over $100,000.

Everyone was now keen to suppress Big Gold Tooth; whose side was he really on?

"Thank you, layman."

Cao Yi gave Big Gold Tooth a 'grateful' smile.

Seeing this, the crowd grew even more annoyed with Big Gold Tooth; it felt like he was playing both sides.

Despite their irritation, the bidding had to continue.

"$810,000"

"$820,000"

...

For the size of item 667, if it were all glass-type imperial green, even $2 million wouldn't be an issue.

However, since it was only a partial gamble, the risks were significant, so the price climbed to $950,000 but couldn't go higher.

"Zhou Da Fu, $1 million."

People once again cursed inwardly; Zheng Jia Chun was too greedy, already having acquired two pieces of top-quality jade and still not satisfied.

"Seven jewelry companies from Singapore, $1.2 million."

Damn, here we go again.

Someone couldn't help but curse out loud.

"$1.3 million"

"$1.4 million"

...

Zheng Jia Chun and the representatives of the seven Singapore jewelry companies were competing again.

During this, Big Gold Tooth got involved.

Neither side took it seriously.

The price kept climbing until it reached $1.85 million. Zheng Jia Chun gave up, and the representatives from Singapore won.

The crowd's attention shifted back to Cao Yi. Despite this Daoist's somewhat cringe-worthy performance, his impressive track record couldn't be overshadowed!

He spent only $1,625 and made $12 million.

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Better than robbing a bank!

"Can I regret this?"

Cao Yi looked at item 667 with a conflicted expression.

He portrayed a greedy Daoist perfectly.

"The auction's over; how can you regret it?"

"Daoist Priest, you were too disappointing."

...

Laughter erupted from the crowd.

"Well, what's meant to be mine is mine, what's lost is my fate."

Cao Yi sighed.

The crowd nearly spat blood; after getting such a great deal, he acted as if he'd suffered a massive loss—did he want to infuriate everyone present?

"Daoist Priest"

"Daoist Priest"

Zheng Jia Chun and the representatives from the seven Singapore jewelry companies approached from the crowd.

Needless to say, they were there for a transaction.

"How will we proceed?"

Cao Yi returned to his calm demeanor.

"What bank card does Daoist Priest use?"

Zheng Jia Chun asked.

"Citibank,"

Cao Yi replied.

Zheng Jia Chun and the representative from Singapore exchanged glances, both smiling.

An hour later,

Cao Yi, Zheng Jia Chun, and the Singapore representatives exited the Citibank branch in Yangon.

"Daoist Priest, will you participate in the jade public auction next?"

Zheng Jia Chun asked with a hint of hope.

"I have no invitation,"

Cao Yi replied with a wry smile.

The world is so cruel; without the corresponding social status, there are places you can't even enter.

"An invitation is no big deal; leave it to me. Where is Daoist Priest staying?"

Zheng Jia Chun readily agreed.

"International Hotel,"

Cao Yi said.

Zheng Jia Chun nodded.

After chatting a bit more, they parted ways.

Cao Yi crossed the street and got into Xiao Zhuang's car.

"Daoist Priest, I still don't understand why you suddenly decided to gamble on such a huge piece of top-quality jade,"

Wang Kaixuan asked, confused from the back seat.

Big Gold Tooth, sitting next to him, suddenly burst out laughing.

"I asked you earlier, and you didn't respond; I asked Daoist Priest, and you laughed—are you looking for a beating?"

Wang Kaixuan was somewhat irritated.

"Tell him,"

Cao Yi smiled and said.

"Since Daoist Priest spoke, I'll tell you. At first, Daoist Priest signaled me, but I didn't catch on; I thought he was signaling too early. But who am I, Big Gold Tooth? A notable figure in the four-nine city. Soon, I realized there was something wrong with item 667, and then I started my act."

Big Gold Tooth said proudly.

Wang Kaixuan was stunned for a few seconds, then sighed deeply.

"Brother Kai, are you okay?"

Big Gold Tooth asked cautiously.

"I don't want to talk to you."

Wang Kaixuan turned to look out the window.

…

Back at the International Hotel, less than half an hour had passed.

Zheng Jia Chun sent someone to deliver the invitation letter.

At the same time, there was some bad news: this year's spring jade auction would end early this evening.

In the room, Cao Yi looked down at the invitation letter written in multiple languages.

Big Gold Tooth and Wang Kaixuan sat nearby.

"It says here that the holder of the invitation can bring one person,"

Cao Yi remarked.

Wang Kaixuan stayed silent; compared to the adaptable Big Gold Tooth, he felt like a wooden block.

"Why don't we let Brother Kai go?"

Big Gold Tooth suggested hesitantly.

"Sure."

Cao Yi didn't lift his head.

This left Big Gold Tooth dumbfounded.

"I'm going?"

Wang Kaixuan was confused.

He felt useless; what could he do there?

"I already have enough money, no need to be overly cautious,"

Cao Yi explained.

Wang Kaixuan let out a small "oh," feeling even more frustrated.

The Daoist Priest bringing him along implied he didn't need to think.

Around 1 PM, the scorching sun relentlessly released its heat.

A worn-out taxi drove down the road toward the Myanmar Gem Trading Center, located twenty-five kilometers from the city center.

The Myanmar Gem Trading Center held jade rough stone transactions every spring and autumn, known as the jade auction.

"Daoist Priest, after this, will you continue to settle in the U.S. or return home?"

Wang Kaixuan suddenly asked.

"Traveling the world."

Cao Yi didn't choose either option.

He would definitely be leaving, but there was no need to inform Wang Kaixuan.

Wang Kaixuan let out another "oh."

After a while, he asked, "Daoist Priest, do you understand fate?"

"Why the sudden interest in fate?"

Cao Yi looked at Wang Kaixuan in surprise.

When did this daring protagonist, who had faced countless dangers, start believing in fate?

"Daoist Priest, look at me. I'm over thirty, still accomplished nothing, don't even have a family. Old Hu is getting married and will definitely live with Yang; I'm just a nuisance in front of them. I plan to start a company at home, and a fortune teller once told me my name was bad, so I thought of a new one. But I'm worried about randomly changing my name, so I wanted to ask you."

Wang Kaixuan rambled on.

"What name?"

Cao Yi asked.

"Jian Lin. How about it? I thought about this name for a long time. Jian, like a sharp sword, Lin, doesn't it sound like two people holding hands in the rain? I hope I can find my other half as soon as Old Hu does."

Wang Kaixuan looked forward to the future with longing.

"Jian Lin…"

Cao Yi's expression grew a bit strange.