Reselling Diamonds

Everything happened too fast, and Brother Qiang reacted by hurriedly calling for his men.

"No need to call, they aren't coming," Ling Yun's voice drifted over.

Hearing this, Brother Qiang grew even more panicked and terrified. All his men outside were dead, and this demon intended to silence him. Sir, sir, have mercy, spare this dog's life of mine! You can call me whatever you want—call me a dog, a grandson, just don't kill me! Recalling that terrifying scene just moments ago, Brother Qiang's pants were already soaked; he had clearly pissed himself out of fright.

Ling Yun wore a dark expression. What was all this nonsense?

"I'm a bit tired, so I won't waste words with you. Bring out the IOU, and read me your card number."

"Ah?"

Brother Qiang's face was full of surprise. Was this guy actually planning to let him off?

"Well, sir, the little bit of money owed doesn't need to be repaid." As he spoke, he tore up the IOU.

"No way," Ling Yun refused flatly. "I'm not the type to let a little money slide. Debts must be paid; it's only natural."

A helpless Brother Qiang recited his card number, and Ling Yun transferred five hundred thousand over. The IOU was for three hundred thousand plus interest, and Brother Qiang's phone immediately received a notification that five hundred thousand had arrived. A slight shock rippled through his heart—he hadn't shown Ling Yun the IOU, so how did he know they intended to make him pay five hundred thousand? Still, remembering that the other party was no ordinary person, he relaxed.

"As for the ones lying on the ground, are they planning to stay down forever?" The moment Ling Yun's voice fell, the few men at the door scrambled to their feet one by one.

"I don't care what method you use, clean this place from top to bottom within half an hour."

Hearing Ling Yun's instructions, how could Brother Qiang dare disobey? He hurriedly ordered his subordinates to clean up together. Ling Yun frowned. "With just the few of you, when will you ever finish cleaning? Why aren't you rushing out to wake up the people outside?"

"They aren't dead? Ah, oh, oh!" Brother Qiang hurried outside to pat them awake one by one. They were all brothers, and they usually shared a bit of camaraderie; seeing that they were fine was the best possible outcome. Having survived a disaster, their eye rims were all red.

"Daddy, who are they?" The little one woke up, asking in a slightly milky voice. Ling Yun scooped up Qianqian and lifted the sound-isolation effect. "They're cleaners Daddy just hired."

"Aren't we going to move? Why do we still need a cleaning?"

Ling Yun hadn't expected his daughter to be so smart. "Mm-hmm, precisely because we're moving. Daddy has lived here for the past two years and made such a mess of the environment, so I plan to clean it up properly before leaving, just so the landlord grandpa can rent it out quickly."

"Oh, is that so?" The little one believed this implicitly, convinced that Daddy had turned over a new leaf.

The more Brother Qiang thought about it, the more unbelievable it felt. Those methods were truly the hand of an immortal. Now, he couldn't wait to finish up immediately. He didn't want to stay in this place for even a single second; he needed to stay far away from this baleful star, or his little life would be in jeopardy.

"Mr. Ling, Mr. Ling, are you inside?" Manager Zhang's voice sounded from the doorway.

"Xiao Qiang, invite my guest in," Ling Yun said, patting Qianqian's head.

Hearing Ling Yun call him, Brother Qiang felt his heart nearly leap out of his chest. Fortunately, it wasn't bad news. "Please come right in, sir." After pulling the man inside, Brother Qiang continued with his cleaning.

Manager Zhang looked at the large group of people cleaning and didn't ask any questions. "Mr. Ling, may I take a look at the diamonds?" He spoke with an expectant expression, reaching into his bag to fish out some simple appraisal tools.

"Manager Zhang, have a seat." Ling Yun offered a greeting, then stood up and walked into the bedroom. Entering the bedroom, he retrieved two diamonds from his spatial ring, returned to the sofa, and handed the diamonds to Manager Zhang.

Manager Zhang performed a simple appraisal, his heart growing increasingly excited. The quality of these two was twice as good as yesterday's piece! He estimated the market value could be over seventy million.

He simply couldn't make out the young man in front of him. The place he lived in was shabby, yet he happened to have three diamonds in his possession.

The little one gazed at the sparkling diamonds without blinking; she had never seen anything so pretty before. "Daddy, they're so pretty. Can we not sell them, please?"

"Qianqian, do you like them? These two shiny little things are called diamonds."

"Diamonds! Qianqian likes them. Then Daddy, let's not sell them. Can I play with them?"

"Hehe, of course you can."

Hearing that she would use them as toys, Manager Zhang's expression shifted drastically, and he blurted out, "Mr. Ling, you can't just fool around blindly with a little child!" He was terrified that the other party would listen to his daughter and refuse to sell.

"Manager Zhang doesn't need to be nervous. I'm definitely selling these two."

Only then did Manager Zhang let out a sigh of relief. Ling Yun stood up again and headed toward the bedroom. When he came out, he was holding a blue diamond the size of a child's fist, which gave Manager Zhang such a start that he nearly fainted.

"Wow, wow, so pretty! Daddy, I want it, I want it!" The little one clapped her hands and cried out.

Ling Yun placed the diamond into Qianqian's hand. "There, Qianqian, take it and play."

How was Manager Zhang supposed to accept this? He had never even seen a diamond this large, yet Ling Yun was actually giving it to his daughter to play with! He pinched his thigh hard—it hurt. It wasn't a dream; it was real. That out-of-print blue diamond was being played with in the hands of a little child.

"Mr. Ling, can—can I?" Manager Zhang suppressed the madness in his heart and pointed at the diamond in Qianqian's hand.

Ling Yun knew what he was thinking. "I've already given it to my daughter, so I'm no longer the one who makes the decision. If you can convince my daughter to sell it to you, even if she charges you a single dollar, I won't stand in her way."

Hearing this, Manager Zhang let out a massive sigh of relief. Dealing with a little kid should be as easy as taking candy from a baby. "Um, little friend, could you sell the stone in your hand to Big Uncle?"

"I'm not selling. Daddy gave this to me."

Manager Zhang didn't give up. He tried all sorts of tricks and temptations, earnestly talking her ear off for half the day, but still failed to get Qianqian to agree. He was terribly disappointed while simultaneously feeling that Ling Yun doted on his daughter immensely.

Qianqian held the blue diamond high up with both hands, letting it refract the lamplight to her heart's content. The deep blue light spilled across the surroundings, a breathtakingly beautiful sight. Everyone outside was instantly drawn in by the radiance.

Ling Yun hurriedly used his phone to capture this scene. It was too stunning—a princess holding a massive blue diamond that blazed with brilliant light.

"What are you all looking at? Get back to work!" Brother Qiang cursed aloud.

Sensing the surrounding gazes, Qianqian felt somewhat shy and hurriedly covered the diamond with her hands. That earnest little expression left people not knowing whether to laugh or cry.