But one more look at Jason dissolved all his worries. He couldn't help but sneer derisively, "What's this, not even choosing a stone? Ready to forfeit already?" "It's not too late to beg for mercy now. But that billion dollar pendant will be mine!" he declared.Hearing this, old Stewart remained expressionless, while Mr. Flores gnashed his teeth furiously. "Boy, time's almost up! Hurry and go pick a jade rough stone. I'll loan you however much you need!"But Jason just smiled lightly in response. "Thank you for the kind offer Mr. Flores, but there's no need. I'll just buy this one. I've only got $6.5 left, just enough for it."As he spoke, he casually pointed toward a fist-sized sightseeing rock by the pond, covered in green moss. It looked as if it had been lying there for ages, clearly garbage among garbage. The crowd gaped, unsure whether to laugh or cry. Had he gone mad or was he just giving up? Choosing a useless rock like that? Was he deliberately messing with them?Seeing thi

"You bastard, I won't let you off! Ahhh...ahhh!" Alexander Brown shrieked furiously.But next, the crowd witnessed this spectacle - a streaking pervert being chased lap after lap around the antique market by several security guards, utterly shamed...Mr. Flores finally regained his senses. Unable to resist his curiosity, he asked, "How...how did you know there was imperial jade inside that rock?"Old Stewart was also quite curious, though pleasantly surprised and relieved. Even he had thought it was a guaranteed loss!"Just luck I guess," Jason said with a wry smile.Everyone present was green with envy and hatred. No doubt it had been sheer luck, but this luck was simply outrageous - casually cutting open a random rock to uncover imperial jade. And it had only cost $6.5!The owner of this venue must be writhing in pain in the bathroom, having suffered unprecedented losses!But Mr. Flores felt there was more to it than luck. There had to be skill involved, though Jason clearly didn't

"What?"Just then, a commotion and scuffling sounds came from outside. Seven or eight people barged in forcefully."Alexander Brown, you still dare to run! Pay back the money. If we don't see cash today, I'm breaking both your legs." The seven or eight men glared menacingly at Alexander Brown. They were the loan sharks who had lent Alexander the money, a full $6 million. If he still had the carved jadeite, he could naturally pay it back. But now he had nothing, so how could he repay the debt?"Dad, save me! I don't want to spend my life in a wheelchair. Is there any money at home? Quick, give it to them!" Alexander Brown begged in fright, his face pale.Raymond Brown was dumbfounded. What was going on now? He stiffly asked, "How...how much do you owe?"Although panicked, even starting over, he still had some capital left, and had squeezed quite a bit from Susan too. There should be at least over $1 million at home, so he shouldn't be afraid.Besides, Alexander had at most indulged h

It didn't take long for netizens to identify the man as Alexander Brown, causing even more merriment. What was this big young master doing streaking down Antique Street?At the same time, at the Brown family villa, the recently recovered Old Brown's face was ashen. He trembled in anger and astonishment, even smashing the TV as he scolded Alexander Brown, "See what you've done!""Disgraceful! Never has my Brown family been so utterly humiliated! Broad daylight and you do this? How can I still show my face?"He cared about face. These repeated embarrassments would surely anger him to death. He quickly took medicine to stabilize his blood pressure."Dad, don't be angry. Don't worry, this won't implicate the Brown family. We've already paid a lot to find someone very similar to Alexander to claim he was the streaker, unrelated to Alexander. It will blow over slowly." Raymond Brown quickly explained."That's right, Grandfather. I've already hired many cyber warriors. This topic will quick

Yet Jason remained nonchalant, even under the fierce barrage, not a single hit landed. As if he could predict ahead of time and dodge accurately, leaving spectators stunned.But how was this possible? Even grandmasters couldn't accomplish this, right?Christian Cox was also enraged, his face livid. Glowering, he angrily growled, "Damn you, moving like a monkey. Someone like you still dares call yourself a martial artist? If you have the guts, stop dodging and show me your skills!" "Coward! You're just a coward!"Under such taunts, Jason's brows rose. He shook his head with a sigh, "I was going to try more of your moves, but since you're so impatient, let me show you what true martial arts is!" As he spoke, he suddenly seized an opening, rushed forward, and wrapped Christian Cox's hands in his own like clinging vines, soft yet firm, successfully restraining him in one move."What? Damn you, let...let me go! What the hell martial arts is this? Witchcraft?" Christian Cox cried out in