After awakening her X-ray vision, the beautiful CEO couldn't sit still any longer.

"Let this old man see what's going on."

An elderly man with a water pipe in his hand, bent over, thin and gray-haired, walked up to the stone king.

He held a powerful flashlight and a magnifying glass in his hand, observing with extreme concentration.

"Isn't that Ghost Hand Zhang? He's a master appraiser, especially skilled in porcelain and jade."

They are particularly adept at inferring the internal condition of rough stones from these characteristics on the outer skin; their eye is incredibly sharp.

Many of the jade enthusiasts who were watching recognized him.

"Yes, even though he's old and can't straighten his back, he's seen more jade than most people have eaten salt."

Let's see what he says later.

Ye Tian never expected that Zhuoma, whom he had just met, would actually think of him.

Even Ghost Hand Zhang, whom he had only met once, took the initiative to come forward and offer him advice.

It's said that the ghost market is a gathering place for all sorts of evil spirits and monsters, and there are no good people there.

But they made Ye Tian realize that although there were many criminals here, there were also people with genuine feelings.

The saying "righteousness often comes from humble beginnings" has become a reality in this moment.

Ye Tian wasn't idle either; he silently chanted, "Heavenly Eye Divine Power, activate!"

He activated his special perception ability, which had become second nature to him, and looked at the stone king.

Its dark, iron-like outer skin was indeed unlike any other rough stone I had ever seen before.

This time, Ye Tian's X-ray vision experienced a kind of thwarted feeling, making it difficult to penetrate.

"Boss Ye, can you sense that this stone is different from others?"

Ghost Hand Zhang put away his high-powered flashlight and magnifying glass, and looked intently at Ye Tian.

He didn't seem to be looking for an answer; after asking Ye Tian, ​​he started talking to himself:

"This stone king is unlike any other raw stone I've ever seen before."

Relying on your eyesight to look at the outer skin and the patterns on the pine needles is basic, but not enough.

Even with my decades of experience, I still can't see through this stone. Boss Ye, you should consider this carefully.

Ghost Hand Zhang was also reminding him to be cautious.

At this moment, Zhang Shouren and Sun Yutang also came to Ye Tian's side and echoed his words:

"Mr. Ye, even Ghost Hand Zhang isn't confident, so it's best not to take this bet."

"Yes, Mr. Ye, the Treasure Tournament doesn't stipulate that you have to accept other people's bets. This is too much of a gamble; it's better not to play."

"Get out of the way! Everyone get out of the way!"

At that moment, a commotion arose from afar and grew louder.

The crowd was roughly parted, and a dozen people escorted a middle-aged man who looked to be about thirty-seven or thirty-eight years old as he walked over.

The noise surrounding the middle-aged man immediately subsided as he passed by.

Many people wore expressions of mixed awe and apprehension.

Zhuoma quickly whispered in Ye Tian's ear, "He is Tang Yong, one of the four managers of the Ghost Market."

Upon hearing this, Ye Tian's heart stirred, and he looked up at the figure.

A cold, almost tangible gaze met Ye Tian's eyes.

"They're up to no good," Ye Tian thought to himself with a cold laugh.

He didn't look like the fierce and menacing person many people imagined. On the contrary, he had well-defined features and a gentle, polite smile on his lips.

That's precisely why it gives people a sense of unfathomable mystery.

He walked calmly to Ye Tian and said, "Mr. Ye, I have long admired your name."

He extended his right hand voluntarily, his posture impeccable.

"My name is Tang Yong, but they all like to call me Boss Tang."

Zhuoma stood next to Ye Tian, ​​her body tensing up almost imperceptibly.

"Hello, Mr. Tang."

Ye Tian sneered inwardly, but remained outwardly calm and extended his hand to shake hands with the other person.

Tang Laoda shook hands with Ye Tian with just the right amount of force, neither making him seem weak nor offending.

But it was this carefully crafted feeling that made Ye Tian realize that Tang Yong was definitely a shrewd and calculating person.

"Third Sister, you're here too."

"Yes, Mr. Ye is a helper I went through a lot of trouble to find, how could I neglect him?"

Zhuoma answered with a smile.

Tang Laoda frowned slightly: "Third Sister is right, we should indeed treat Mr. Ye well."

After saying that, Boss Tang turned to look at Ye Tian:

"I saw the stone that Mr. Ye just opened; it was truly amazing."

It's truly remarkable that someone so young has such excellent eyesight.

His tone remained completely unchanged, as if he were talking about something very ordinary.

"You flatter me, it was just luck," Ye Tian replied casually.

"Luck is also a part of skill, especially in the jade gambling industry!"

Mr. Ye believes that in the art of treasure appraisal, is luck more important, or is fate more mysterious?

Is judgment based on acquired experience, knowledge, and insight, or on vague, intuition?

He was clearly testing Ye Tian.

Ye Tian spoke slowly and calmly: "Skills can be learned, but fate is hard to find. In the end, it all comes down to the stone itself."

What's inside a stone is what it is. It won't magically appear out of thin air just because of advanced appraisal techniques, nor will it vanish just because there's no chance to find the stone's contents.

All humans can do is try their best to see things clearly, and leave the rest to fate!

Ye Tian would never tell him that his gambling on stones relied neither on luck nor skill, but on his X-ray vision that allowed him to see through everything.

Upon hearing this, Boss Tang smiled slightly, but there seemed to be an unfathomable meaning in that smile.

"Mr. Ye is visiting the Ghost Market for the first time, so he may not be very familiar with this place."

I have witnessed too many ups and downs over the years.

Some people come here full of enthusiasm and skills, hoping to become famous overnight.

They were once legends in the jade gambling world, their cut jadeite dazzling and attracting countless envy and jealousy.

Unfortunately, some people are out of touch with reality; though they enjoy a moment of glory, they quickly disappear from the public eye.

In the end, neither the person nor the stone could get out.

Hopefully, Mr. Ye will be an exception.

I wish you all the best in your upcoming treasure hunt; may it be even more exciting!

Tang Laoda's voice wasn't loud, and he had a smile on his face, but every word he uttered was as cold as a knife.

This was a blatant warning to Ye Tian: be a pragmatic person.

This time, Tang Laoda stared directly at Ye Tian without any attempt to conceal his gaze, exuding a sense of pressure.

"Mr. Ye, I have seen your abilities. In the end, gambling on stones is still about the person themselves."

If you're willing to cooperate with me, I can cancel this bet on treasure hunting with Xiao Mingyuan, the eldest son of the Xiao family. You can just play around with it.

After all, he has a genuine stone king in his possession; if you admit defeat, no one will say anything.

"Boss Tang, it seems you really don't understand me at all."

I'm the kind of person who never admits defeat until the very last moment.

I, Ye Tian, ​​have accepted this treasure-hunting bet.

"Boss Tang, just wait and see the results."

Ye Tian said coldly.

It's impossible to make him admit defeat before it even starts!

"Mr. Ye, sometimes acting too impulsively is not necessarily a good thing."

Then I'll wait and see the results. I hope your luck continues to be this good.

Tang Laoda shook his head regretfully and walked away.

"Boss Ye, now that you've made your decision, our bet is settled. Let's begin cutting the stone."

Xiao Mingyuan smiled broadly, regardless of whether Boss Tang and Ye Tian were at odds.

He traveled all the way from the Northwest to the Ghost Market to participate in the Treasure Hunting and Trading Conference, solely for the purpose of winning.

"Okay, let's begin."

Ye Tian agreed to Xiao Mingyuan's request and quietly pulled over the worried-looking old man Zhang Shouren: "Old Zhang, I want to ask you for a favor."

If I win this jade gambling, given Tang Laoda's attitude just now, I'm afraid he won't let me leave easily.

Before things completely fall apart, hurry up and leave the Ghost Market and return to Jiangcheng.

Once we're safe, call for help.

Ye Tian wanted to leave alone, and no one could stop him.

However, if he wants to take such a large piece of raw stone with him, he needs someone to help him.

"Okay, Mr. Ye, take care. I promise to bring back the rescue team."

Zhang Shouren also knew that he would only hold Ye Tian back if he stayed here, so he would rather leave the Ghost Market as soon as possible to call for rescue and help Ye Tian.