"Brother Yang, you're forthright, so let's ask everyone present to be witnesses."
Qin Yang said to the crowd with a smile.
The crowd responded boisterously. A wager of forty million was indeed thrilling. By now, many people had gathered around the stone cutting machine, forming a tight circle.
"One thing I need to clarify in advance, a rise doesn't necessarily mean a big rise. As long as the jade inside is valued at over eight million, I win." Yang Buqun's eyes glinted sharply as he announced to the crowd.
"Indeed, if the jade inside is valued below eight million, then I win." Qin Yang nodded and said with a smile.
"I've roughly looked at it; this piece is decent. Are you confident you'll beat this guy?"
Ling Xiaoyu tugged on Qin Yang's sleeve and asked.
"I have no confidence; I just find this piece unappealing."
Qin Yang shrugged and said softly, though the volume was just enough for the eavesdropping Yang Buqun to hear.
"Sure enough, this kid's just bravado."
