Chapter 1684 - 864: I Refuse_4

[Flowing Light Golden Spring]!

No matter how uneducated, Ling Shuo always takes a look at the list of treasures hung on Desert Market's platform every year. How could he not recognize this as the supreme treasure brought out by the Shuiyue Workshop from the Empire in previous years?

Among all materials, this is the rarest and scarcest creation from the Gate of Eternity, a strand of essence born from the endless changes of past times.

Its value lies in the fact that it is almost equivalent to time itself, able to add a hundred years of nourishment and creation to anything out of thin air, allowing ordinary things to become heavenly arts, and even enhancing completed heavenly creations further...

It is said that seven years ago, its price once skyrocketed to an astonishing figure, yet it still did not meet the seller's demands, resulting in a regretful failed auction. Subsequently, following the bankruptcy of the Shuiyue Workshop, this treasure did not appear on the asset liquidation list and vanished without a trace.

Who would have thought it would appear here?

For a moment, he instinctively wanted to question its authenticity. But since the other party dared to present it, it showed they had full confidence; otherwise, how could they deceive Mr. Ji's discerning eye?

Only...

He still wanted to outright refuse in his heart, but at this moment, he dared not make the decision on behalf of others.

"This is our raised stake, what do you think?"

Caruso slowly said, "The final payment should belong to Mr. Ji. Regardless of victory or defeat, please leave it with the Seven Cities.

As Mr. Ji said, we came here today with grievance, apart from clarifying the cause, the most important thing is also to regain our reputation.

Desert Market does not surrender without a fight, even in loss, we must lose clearly."

He paused, the hidden weapon revealed: "If we lose, we will offer this item with both hands. If we win, please invite Mr. Ji to personally attend, with the appraisal certificate, and have a drink with our families. How about it?"

Damn dream on!

No matter how politely it was phrased, the intent was already unmistakable.

Ling Shuo's eyes widened in anger, slamming the table.

What do you two think you are, to deserve a toast from Mr. Ji?!

A mocking voice sounded from the phone, making the two's expressions freeze.

"I have an even simpler suggestion, and regardless of victory or defeat, you don't need to pay the final amount, as for this item, it doesn't matter either."

Ji Jue slowly said, "If you win, take the appraisal certificate, and there's no problem with me toasting. But if you lose, I'm afraid the business of Disaster Beast materials won't be able to continue, right?

But it's okay, I can handle it for you, you just have to hand over all the materials..."

He paused, seemingly smiling, warmly and considerately: "Just right, I have a way in the Association, from now on, the trade of the harmful wind season on the Western Endless Sea won't trouble you, how about it?"

Now, the pressure returned to Satria and Caruso, plunging them into silence, their expressions twitching.

Good news, Ji Jue won't take the final payment.

Bad news, he's directly asking for their principal!

The key problem is, they've already sold half of this batch, just waiting for delivery. If they give it all to Ji Jue, the breach of contract penalty going threefold, fivefold, or even more than tenfold could turn them into beggars overnight, completely ruining their credit, possibly sinking all their assets.

In fact, from then on, even their biggest financial avenue would be cut off, held in another's hand!

"I've given you the opportunity, gentlemen."

Ji Jue said, "Choose."

Since you want to gamble, then choose.

Either win back your face, or lose everything!

"Let's do it then!"

Just as Caruso hesitated, Satria already stood up decisively, and when Caruso was about to speak, he saw his expression.

In the silent confrontation, finally, with determination.

"Deal."

He squeezed out the words through clenched teeth: "Chairman Ling, what are you waiting for?"

Ling Shuo looked at them expressionlessly, suddenly said:

"Bring the wine!"

So, subordinates who had been waiting outside for a long time came in with trays, placing the originally reserved drinks on the table, to seal the agreement with this drink.

The three raised their heads and downed their drinks in one go.

The Desert Market pact, established in the drink.

The contest of victory and defeat begins here!