Chapter 423: News About Jinshan! The Blue Dragon Gang?

Although Chen Gongjin is exceedingly arrogant, he looks down on everyone.

Yet his eye for appraisal is unparalleled.

Fast and accurate, with an extremely low error rate.

No wonder many bosses are eager to hand over their own treasure vaults for him to appraise.

It's not that they are anxious to learn the value; rather, items appraised by him see their potential value rise considerably.

That is why Li Yongfeng hired him.

The true purpose of this transaction is profit.

An hour later, Chen Gongjin finished appraising all the registered treasures.

He took off his reading glasses, handed the notebook to Su Yang, and said, "I have completed appraisal of all 866 items; among them are 16 counterfeits, 23 valueless objects, 52 pieces of junk, the values are listed above."

"Thank you for your hard work, Old Chen," Su Yang reached out, took it, gave it a casual glance, then turned to Lin Yang and said, "Aren't you going to bring the tea quickly?"

"No need, I am also acting on someone's request, doing only what must be done."

"Since the matter is settled, I have no reason to stay any longer, farewell." Chen Gongjin walked out of the door without any hesitation.

Su Yang watched his hunched silhouette, his eyes flashing, "Take care, no escort."

Huang Youcai's heart was itching; he really wanted to see the total value in the notebook.

After all, Su Yang promised him a ten‑percent share, which involves a large sum of money.

"Brother, don't worry; I'll definitely fulfill my promise. I just took a look, and your share won't be less than eight figures." Su Yang said with a smile.

That much money?!

Huang Youcai's heart jolted, and he quickly nodded, "I'm not in a hurry for my part; you just take care of it, younger brother."

"Stay for dinner tonight?" Su Yang asked.

"I'd like to, but Old Chen is leaving, and I… " Huang Youcai said, troubled.

"I understand." Su Yang patted his shoulder, soothing, "It's fine; there will be plenty of chances later, no need to rush now."

Huang Youcai dropped a couple of polite words and hurried to catch up with Chen Gongjin's carriage.

Lin Yang, curious, glanced at the numbers in the notebook, his Mouth corner involuntarily lifting, "Goodness, I've never seen so much money in my life."

"Who hasn't?" Su Yang tilted his head and looked.

"You said you'd give that dead fat guy a ten‑percent share; you must be coaxing him, right?" Lin Yang, well aware of Su Yang's ways, harbored a vague suspicion.

"When does a pie fall from the sky? Does he really think I'm an easy fish?" Su Yang said slowly.

"Then you want to …"

"You'll find out soon. Drive to Nan Yang Jie!" Su Yang ordered.

Lin Yang, full of curiosity, started the vehicle and sped away.

At this moment, Huang Youcai was still immersed in a dream of getting rich, and couldn't help fantasizing how he would spend the money once it was in his hands.

He works as a shop manager, which seems impressive, but in reality he's just working for Li Yongfeng.

His monthly salary isn't even enough to fill a tooth gap, let alone save for his son's house.

Even a daily sip of wine or good tea requires him to scrimp, which is truly exhausting.

Considering he's roamed the antique world for years with a reputation, who could imagine his purse so empty he can't even muster a few hundred thousand?

"Once I have the money, I'll immediately replace that yellow‑faced woman!" Huang Youcai muttered.

He already planned: first buy a Villa, take a few young women, then purchase a yacht, and spend leisure time throwing parties on the high seas.

Later—

Wine, he'll drink the finest!

Women, he'll take the most beautiful!

Just as he was lost in his beautiful fantasies, a sudden voice came from beside him,

"Boss Huang, any happy news lately? Laugh so cheerfully?"

He turned his head and saw Chen Gongjin with both hands on his knees, eyes closed, asking.

"Being able to ride in the same carriage as Old Chen is an honor for me, naturally I'm delighted," Huang Youcai flattered with a smile.

"You, still the same as back then, can't shake your flowery tongue," Chen Gongjin said leisurely.

Huang Youcai's eyes flicked, and he asked, "May I ask how Mr. Li persuaded you to come out of retirement?"

Chen Gongjin opened his eyes. "Having passed my seventies, wealth is but external to me. He gave me a piece of information, and in exchange I appraise his treasures."

"What information is so valuable?" Huang Youcai grew even more curious.

"Do you know Jinshan?" Chen Gongjin asked.

"I know it, but isn't it just a vague legend?"

"I used to think the same, but three days ago I received a Gold Bar from a friend, its purity 95%. Across the world, aside from Jinshan, there's no gold this precious."

Huang Youcai's heart leapt, "Jinshan really exists?!"

Chen Gongjin's gaze drifted as he sighed, "Jinshan City is famous for 'Jinshan', attracting countless treasure seekers through the ages; some have spent their whole lives chasing a fragment of Jinshan, yet none have succeeded."

"My Chen family has generations of treasure appraisal; my ancestor was also among them, and his lifelong wish was to find Jinshan."

"I'm old now; I have no more wishes in this life, only to see Jinshan's true form while I'm alive, so that after death I can face my ancestors with no shame."

Huang Youcai's mind trembled wildly; the legend was actually true?

Li Yongfeng actually supplied such a precious piece of information?

That's Jinshan!

But on second thought, only a piece of information this valuable could persuade Chen Gongjin.

"Old Chen, you …"

Just as Huang Youcai finished speaking, a cracking sound rang beside his ear.

Only the glass ahead of the driver seat appeared spider‑webbed with cracks; the driver let out a muffled hum and, with a thud, fell onto the Direction Wheel.

At the back of the skull, a blood‑soaked hole was exposed!

Assassination?!

Huang Youcai was startled pale, instinctively seized the seatbelt, yet the next scene made him feel as if he had plunged into an ice cavern.

The vehicle, having lost Control, drove straight toward the outskirts; Huang Youcai just patted the person in the co‑driver seat, intending him to take over.

But as his palm touched the man's shoulder ahead, he felt a hand full of blood.

"Dead… dead?" Huang Youcai's liver and gallbladder seemed about to split, his eyes bulging.

Before he could recover, the car barreled straight down the hillside!

"No!"

"Boom—!"

The whole vehicle's front end hit the ground, the car twisted and deformed, thick smoke billowing.

After a while, a black Ford slowly drove up.

Two men got out of the car, and together forced the rear driver door open with brute force, then hauled out the fat man whose head was drenched in blood.

At that moment, Huang Youcai's right leg was twisted at a ninety‑degree angle, the bone protruding straight out, white flesh intermingled with fresh blood—a gruesome sight.

"Where to?"

"Just find somewhere to put it, don't dirty the car."

"Alright."

It was unclear how much time had passed, but Huang Youcai slowly awoke.

Shortly after consciousness reclaimed his body, waves of piercing pain spread through his whole body.

His entire face was grotesquely contorted, as pale as paper.

"Ah!"

He clutched his broken leg and howled, beads of sweat the size of beans falling like rain.

"Awake?"

Huang Youcai looked up and at once saw a face radiating handsome vigor.

"Su Yang, little brother?"

"How are you here… also, what place is this?"

Su Yang cast a reassuring gaze, "This is the outskirts; you just set out a short while ago, and already someone reported a crash. I heard the license plate number and rushed here at once."

Huang Youcai suddenly thought of something and asked, "What about Chen?"

"Dead." Su Yang said lightly.

"What?!" Huang Youcai instinctively tried to stand, but as soon as his legs moved, pain twisted his face.

"Don't move, you're badly injured, an ambulance is coming right away." Su Yang pressed him to the ground.

"Who would be so bold as to strike at Chen?" Huang Youcai, still shaken, asked.

"Not necessarily; it could also be aimed at you. Think carefully, it might be some enemy." Su Yang said.

Huang Youcai searched carefully, but found no suitable suspect.

After all, he runs a pawnshop; his rates are among the top in the trade, and he has never offended anyone.

Moreover, even if it were revenge, why pick this moment?

He recalled the details before the crash, vaguely feeling that this incident was aimed at Chen Gongjin!

"They must be trying to pry the secret of Jinshan from Chen's mouth, definitely!" Huang Youcai muttered.

"What Jinshan?" Su Yang frowned.

"Qinglong Gang!" Huang Youcai suddenly grabbed Su Yang's leg, his face full of terror: "They've approached me before; these people will do anything for Jinshan!"

"Right! They want to make an example of you; Li Xian Sheng knows the secret of Jinshan!"

Su Yang and Lin Yang exchanged glances, each seeing a weighty expression in the other's eyes.

"There's even Qinglong Gang involved in this?"

"Doesn't that mean…"

"Another player has uncovered the secret of Jinshan?"