Zhang Liwei's face turned somewhat pale. He turned to look at Nangong Xue and found that she was looking at him as well, filling his heart with bitterness. He turned back to Chen Mo and said with towering hatred, "Hmph!"
Yet he could not say anything. His pride would not allow him to say anything either. Was he really supposed to kneel and kowtow to Chen Mo? What about a Martial Artist's dignity? Zhang Liwei was an aristocratic family disciple. Not only was he skilled at Stone Gambling, but he was also quite accomplished in cultivation. Though he could not compare to those martial arts prodigies, he had reached Houtian Layer Four in his twenties.
With the progress of industrialization, Embracing Dan had become a legend, while the Xiantian Realm had become scarce. Nearly all Martial Artists lingered at the Houtian level. Houtian Layer Four was already considered a very high level of cultivation. Some Aristocratic family disciples never surpassed Houtian Layer Three in their entire lives.
Once one passed the apprentice stage and entered the Houtian level, not only did every aspect of the body improve significantly, but one's lifespan also increased considerably. Though there was no fixed number, an extra twenty years was certain. That was why many Martial Artists who reached the Houtian level lived beyond a hundred years. The Xiantian Realm was even more formidable. Once one entered it, one's lifespan would definitely exceed two hundred years.
That was also why the martial arts world still existed despite Thermal Weapons being everywhere. Cultivating to the Houtian level did not allow one to withstand damage from Thermal Weapons, at most reducing the harm somewhat. The Xiantian Realm was more formidable, and ordinary Thermal Weapons were no longer a threat, but against high-weili weapons, even Xiantian Martial Artists would fall. Yet people still cultivated. Why? Because of lifespan. Everyone liked the elevation of their life level.
Having cultivated to Houtian Layer Four, Zhang Liwei was absolutely an outstanding member among the younger generation of his family. Though he was born to a concubine, his elders still favored him greatly, which had shaped his present personality.
Chen Mo's Spiritual Sense also detected a stream of energy inside the body of Zhang Liwei. This energy was far stronger than his own True Essence, so he judged that this fellow was a Martial Artist, and at least third layer or above.
He had reached this conclusion after comparing the aura inside the body of Yuan Ruoshan with that inside the body of Zhang Liwei. Still, Chen Mo would not back down. Even if Zhang Liwei attacked, he could evade him. Although the energy inside the body of Zhang Liwei was stronger than his, the level of his True Essence was far above Zhang Liwei's Internal Force. He was still relatively weak and might not be able to defeat Zhang Liwei, but escaping would not be a problem. As long as the green hills remain, there will be no shortage of firewood!
"Since I won, these cut gemstones are mine. You have no objections, right?" Chen Mo was not known for his good temper. Otherwise, he would not have quit his job after slapping his manager. Since Zhang Liwei had provoked him, he had to pay a price.
"They're yours," Zhang Liwei said through gritted teeth. He had never been humiliated like this in all these years. He kept thinking that after today, he would definitely let the fellow across from him learn how the word "death" was written.
Chen Mo did not immediately collect the gemstones. With them sitting in plain sight, they were safe for the moment. No one could sneak them away in front of so many people.
"Then what about the other conditions? Don't you think it's time to fulfill them?" Chen Mo said mockingly.
"Don't push your luck, you bastard. Watch your mouth, or disaster may come from it!" Zhang Liwei said viciously. Did Chen Mo really think he would kneel and kowtow? Was that possible?
"Are you planning to renege on the debt?" Chen Mo asked.
"So what if I am?" Zhang Liwei said. At this point, he was simply going all out. Let things fall where they might! In any case, he would never kneel and kowtow. Otherwise, it would not only be his own face that he lost, but the Zhang family's honor as well.
Zhang Liwei had made up his mind not to kneel and kowtow. The bodyguards behind him all stepped forward, waiting for his signal before moving in to deal with Chen Mo.
Nangong Xue watched everything unfold without any intention of speaking. An old man behind her quietly asked, "Chairwoman, should we leave first?"
Nangong Xue shook her head, rejecting the suggestion to leave. She simply watched the situation in the room develop, and no one knew what she was thinking.
Chen Mo felt somewhat helpless. This fellow clearly had no intention of honoring what he had promised, but what was he supposed to do? Aristocratic family disciples were not so easy to offend. Moreover, he had to consider his family. So, taking a step back would open the sea and sky.
"If you don't want to kowtow, that's fine. There's a stone in the front courtyard priced at 5.5 million. Pay for it and buy it for me. After that, you and I will go our separate ways, and neither of us will pay any attention to the other," Chen Mo said.
"Heh. What if I still refuse?" Zhang Liwei did not think much of 5.5 million. It was merely Xiao Qian. But he did not want Chen Mo to have it easy. If there had not been so many people here, and if Nangong Xue had not been present, he would have already stepped forward and crushed Chen Mo into the ground. The dignity of a Houtian Martial Artist was not something an ordinary person could offend.
"Then I'll shout this matter out loud and see whether you care about it," Chen Mo said. He did not pay attention to Zhang Liwei's gritted expression. He had already made concessions. If Zhang Liwei still wanted to play rogue, there was no point in being polite.
Zhang Liwei opened his mouth. Though he wanted to tell Chen Mo to go ahead and shout, refusing to be threatened by him, things could not always be handled that way. People needed their pride, or there would be no such thing as face. The Zhang family was an aristocratic family. He might not care about face, but the Zhang family did. With Nangong Xue and the others present, he could only glare at Chen Mo helplessly.
After a long while, Zhang Liwei said to one of the bodyguards behind him, "Go buy that 5.5 million stone in the front courtyard and give it to him."
He Turned Head toward Chen Mo and said, "Kid, I hope you never appear before me again. Otherwise, I definitely won't let you off." After saying that, he directly turned around and left.
Chen Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, but he did not say anything further. Saying something toward Zhang Liwei's retreating back would only make him seem childish. It was better to say nothing. His strength was still too weak to endure major storms. A strong person's dignity depended on their own strength. He was still a weakling, so he could only remember Zhang Liwei's threat for now.
"Boss! Boss!" Chen Mo called out to the shop owner.
"Young man, what is it?" The conversation between Chen Mo and Zhang Liwei had been relatively quiet. Aside from those nearby, no one else had heard much. The shop owner had also been guarding the cut gemstones, so he had not heard their discussion.
"Zhang Liwei just bought the 5.5 million stone in the front courtyard and gave it to me, so I wanted to let you know," Chen Mo said. No matter what, he had to confirm this matter. Good gemstones were not so easily obtained.
"Oh? Is that so? Let me confirm it first." The Boss immediately Made a Phone Call. Since the cut gemstones were still laid out on the Stone Cutting machine, he could not easily go to the front courtyard.
After waiting for a while, he seemed to have learned the details. He hung up and said to Chen Mo, "That's right. The workers in the front courtyard received 5.5 million, along with word that the stone was purchased for you. Also, these cut gemstones are yours."
Although the Boss knew that Chen Mo had won the wager, he could not decide on his own to give these gemstones to Chen Mo. Zhang Liwei still had to give the word. Zhang Liwei came here often for Stone Gambling, so the Boss was quite familiar with him.
"Good." Chen Mo was finally relieved. He did not know how Zhang Liwei had instructed the staff to confirm his identity, but as long as the stone had been bought for him, that was enough. There was no need to worry about anything else.
"Then, young man, what do you plan to do...?" the shop owner asked.
"Wait for now. Let's sell these cut gemstones first," Chen Mo said. Only money in his pocket was truly his. That was called securing the gains.
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