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The old man was indeed a master in Lin Feng's eyes. He observed for only a short while before he began to cut the stone. Compared to other inexperienced Stone Masters, his observation time was almost negligible; it was so brief that he immediately started working on the stone.
Lin Feng didn't know what kind of skill this was, but he could tell that the old man was more experienced and professional than Master Huang. Seeing this, Lin Feng felt it was a pity that such a talented individual was serving the Qian Family. However, he kept this thought to himself, knowing that the relationship between the old man and the Qian Family might not be as simple as just employer and employee; there might be a deeper story behind it.
Soon, under the old man's skilled hands, the rough stone reached a critical moment in its cutting process, and Lin Feng watched intently.
As expected, at this crucial moment, everyone instinctively held their breath in anticipation of the most exciting moment.
This was their subconscious reaction. Whenever they had the chance, they would generally gather around those who were gambling on stones, observing and enjoying the thrilling moments while gaining experience.
Experience didn’t necessarily require personal participation; even a spectator could gain valuable insights.
"Ah... he cut through!" Finally, someone in the crowd shouted, and the scene erupted into excitement once again. Soon, everyone wore expressions of barely contained laughter. If it weren't for Qian Liexian and Qian Dashao being present, Lin Feng guessed they would have burst out laughing.
They weren't intentionally mocking Qian Liexian or Qian Dashao; rather, their performance today was somewhat disappointing, and they felt a bit sorry for them.
Having just lost five million to Lin Feng, now they had to step in to help Lin Feng avoid disaster when he was about to make a mistake—what good friends they were!
As for Qian Liexian and Qian Dazongzi's attitude, it was too unpleasant to discuss.
"Young Master, I am incompetent," the old man said with a bow to Qian Liexian and Qian Dazongzi.
"Waste! What does the Qian Family keep you for? You can't even cut a rough stone properly; you are truly the worst of the worst." Qian Liexian scolded the old man as usual, speaking without any respect that one should show to an elder.
"Waste" is such a harsh word; he actually used it to describe an old man who had dedicated most of his life to the Qian Family. It was truly disheartening.
Lin Feng didn't know if this would hurt the old man's feelings, but he knew it would certainly sadden everyone else, as evidenced by their grim expressions.
“Young Master…” The old man's hands trembled as he spoke. He understood the situation, yet he still wanted to explain himself.
“Enough, you useless fool, get lost…” Qian Liexian was in a terrible mood and waved his hand to dismiss the old man before he could finish.
“Young Master…” The old man tried to continue explaining, but Qian Liexian turned away, clearly not wanting to hear anything more from him.
With no other choice, the old man walked out with a look of disappointment. Lin Feng observed quietly from the side, understanding that the old man's sorrow stemmed not from Qian Liexian's lack of understanding but from the fear of having his weakness exploited by the Qian Family.
However, Lin Feng chose not to say anything. Everyone has their own struggles; every family has its own difficulties. Lin Feng was not a savior, so he wouldn’t do what only a savior would do.
For instance, he wouldn’t speak up for the old man.
Lin Feng could see that this was clearly a case of mutual consent—one willing to strike and the other willing to take it. If he intervened, it might lead to unnecessary trouble for him, and perhaps the old man would even resent Lin Feng for angering his young master, Qian Liexian.
All of this was possible!
“Heh… Qian Dazongzi, I wonder if you’ll make that old man pay back the money you lost? Honestly, I think you could try shifting the blame onto him; he might just take responsibility,” Lin Feng remarked after the old man left. His words were polite on the surface, but anyone with a bit of sense could tell they were laced with sarcasm.
Lin Feng had no intention of standing up for the old man, but he was more than willing to take this opportunity to mock Qian Liexian.
“Lin Feng, don’t get too cocky. I’ll remember this incident today. Let’s go,” Qian Liexian lacked the strength to retaliate against Lin Feng. He had already had enough bad luck today, being stepped on by Lin Feng twice in a row; now he could only utter some formalities.
“Heh… I’ll be waiting for you,” Lin Feng replied casually, not caring about his words.
Now that he knew the magic ring could be upgraded, Lin Feng didn’t feel the need to hold back anymore. He recognized that some people simply deserved a beating. In the past, he hadn’t had the ability to teach them a lesson. But now that he had encountered Qian Liexian, who had taken the initiative to provoke him, Lin Feng certainly wouldn’t show any mercy.
“Hmph…” With a cold snort, Qian Liexian and his sycophant finally left.
"Lin Feng, you really are a hidden gem; I must admit, I misjudged you," Bai Laosan said, patting Lin Feng on the shoulder as he watched Qian Liexian leave.
"Hehe... I'm just an ordinary person, Brother Bai, no need to flatter me," Lin Feng replied casually.
"How about this, Brother Lin Feng? Tonight, I'll treat you to a meal. Let's go out and enjoy ourselves?" At this moment, Bai Laosan regarded Lin Feng as someone exceptional. Just considering his ability with Gambling Stone and his audacity to offend Young Master Song of the Qian Family indicated that Lin Feng had formidable backing; otherwise, an ordinary person wouldn't have such courage.
In this regard, Bai Laosan was mistaken. While Lin Feng did have support, it wasn't from any external force but rather from his own strength, which stemmed from the unique advantages bestowed upon him by fate.
Lin Feng anticipated Bai Laosan's invitation but, although he didn't blame him for being opportunistic, he also had no intention of forming a genuine friendship with someone like him.
Lin Feng didn't dislike Bai Laosan; after all, his actions were merely self-preservation. However, he didn't see the need to become true friends with someone like Bai Laosan. He felt it was sufficient to acknowledge each other when they crossed paths.
"Hehe... My sister and I have plans tonight; I'm afraid I can't make it, White Boss. I'm really sorry," Lin Feng politely declined. His response was already quite courteous toward Bai Laosan.
If it had been someone Lin Feng disliked, he would have simply said he was busy and left it at that.
Bai Laosan was taken aback by Lin Feng's rejection but quickly regained his composure. As a businessman, he understood the importance of being tactful in dealings. "Well then, let's catch up another time. Hehe... Brother Lin Feng, feel free to give me a call when you're free." With that, Bai Laosan handed Lin Feng a business card.
Lin Feng accepted the card without hesitation and glanced at it. It was another personal card, indicating that Bai Laosan was sincere in his approach.
Wealthy individuals, especially those of status, typically carry two types of business cards: one filled with various titles like Manager or Chairman—though many are legitimate—if you call the number on such a card, it's unlikely you'll reach them directly; you might have to go through several secretaries first.
The other type of card is what Lin Feng held—a simple one with just a name and a personal contact number. This number connected directly to the individual named on the card.
Seeing that Lin Feng accepted the card without further comment, Bai Laosan chuckled awkwardly and excused himself. He understood that lingering any longer might provoke Lin Feng's displeasure. Although Lin Feng hadn't explicitly stated anything, Bai Laosan could certainly sense his attitude through his demeanor and experience.
Once Bai Laosan left, Lin Feng departed with Dong Jie and Chen Xinni. Of course, before leaving, he made sure to take the Rough Stone he had purchased; it was crucial for upgrading his magic ring and couldn't be overlooked.
Sitting in the car, with Lin Feng driving, Chen Sheng had no particular attitude towards Lin Feng's performance today; it was as usual. Dong Jie also showed no change, but Chen Xinni, seeing that Lin Feng didn’t say anything after her kiss, boldly kept glancing at the driving Lin Feng, reminiscing about his impressive racing skills from that day. Chen Xinni was almost entranced.
To what extent was she entranced? Even someone as thick-skinned as Lin Feng felt a bit embarrassed under Chen Xinni's intense gaze.
After safely finishing the drive, Lin Feng and his daughter Chen Xinni bid farewell and returned to their hotel suite. Then he took Dong Jie and started to leave.
Lin Feng pulled Dong Jie away, partly due to Chen Xinni's watchful eyes, but more importantly, because he realized they were being followed. He wasn’t sure if the person trailing them was targeting him or Chen Xinni and her father, so he had to take Dong Jie away first to determine who was being followed.
“Lin Feng, why are you leaving in such a hurry?” Dong Jie noticed Lin Feng's unusual behavior and asked.
“I’ve noticed someone is following us. Don’t worry; I’m here. I won’t let anyone hurt you. For now, just pretend you don’t know anything and act normal. This person’s following us isn’t a coincidence, and I can’t yet tell if they’re after us or Chen Xinni,” Lin Feng explained.
“Really?” Dong Jie was taken aback by this revelation and instinctively expressed her surprise.
“Absolutely. Oh no, Jie Jie, they are here to follow us—specifically me.” While talking to Dong Jie, Lin Feng observed for a moment; the person was indeed following him and Dong Jie since Chen Xinni and her father were still in the parking lot. This guy had actually followed Lin Feng into the hotel.
What else could this be but stalking?
The moment Lin Feng realized that someone was following him, the name Qian Liexian suddenly flashed in his mind. Given Qian Liexian's nature, Lin Feng felt there was a high probability that this was indeed the case.
“Since they’ve come, regardless of who sent them, let’s see who the real expert at stalking is—this is what it means to show off in front of an expert.” Now that he had identified the target of the stalker, Lin Feng no longer needed to worry about Chen Xinni and her father; he thought to himself.
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