Chapter 424: Jinshan Geomancy Map! Sending You Off!

I originally wanted to use this chance to probe Li Yongfeng's background, or perhaps see if I could dig up the secret behind Huang Youcai.

Su Yang built trust by holding the so‑called '10% profit', then seized the right moment to appear, catching them completely off guard.

But who could have imagined that Huang Youcai would actually reveal the Qinglong Gang's intentions!

This trip also yielded an unexpected gain.

"What did the Qinglong Gang people ask you?" Su Yang asked.

"They're looking for Jinshan and asked whether I know the whereabouts of the Jinshan Geomancy Map," Huang Youcai said, his face full of terror, barely able to contain himself.

"What kind of thing is that?" Su Yang said, this being his first time hearing the word 'geomancy'.

"In ancient times treasure hunters drew such maps, detailing Jinshan City's terrain changes over the years, the topography; on the surface it looks like a landscape painting, but in fact it's a treasure map!" Huang Youcai explained.

"So ordinary people can't see the clues inside?" Su Yang narrowed his eyes.

"Only treasure hunters or insiders have that kind of eye; the Jinshan Geomancy Map has changed hands many times and its location has long been unknown—the last time it surfaced was at the Guo family fifty years ago."

"But the Guo family, back then, rebelled against Warlord rule; during the uprising the whole clan was wiped out—over a hundred members perished in one night, and their assets were confiscated."

"Yet the Warlord searched for a long time but never found the map's whereabouts."

"Some say it was quietly moved by a Guo descendant, others claim thieves stole it," Huang Youcai elaborated.

Treasure map…

Su Yang was still hearing this fresh term for the first time.

It's easy to see that ordinary thieves, once they get the goods, will sell them on the Black Market, first heading to a pawnshop!

And the Qinglong Gang chose to approach Gold City as a broker because they value its high offers.

They try to find any trace from it.

"So fast…" Su Yang furrowed his brow, the other's speed far swifter than he had imagined.

Scenting the smell of gold, they entered the Six Directions Society's territory with pinpoint accuracy.

Coincidentally, they also found Huang Youcai.

And Su Yang, as the owner of the Gold Mine, only discovered it yesterday.

The information gap between the two could not be said to be small.

"You just said Old Chen has a secret about Jinshan; what is it?" Su Yang asked.

Huang Youcai's face showed conflict, as if weighing whether it was appropriate.

Lin Yang impatiently said, "Speak quickly, or that group of assassins will follow the blood trail here, and we won't be able to save you."

At those words, Huang Youcai immediately made a decision, "I'll speak, I'll speak!"

"Old Chen came out of retirement because three days ago he received a gold ingot of 95% purity, and Li Xian Sheng gave him a secret about Jinshan; I don't know the exact content."

"Really don't know?" Lin Yang's face flashed with ferocity.

"Absolutely true, such important information—how could Old Chen possibly tell me?" Huang Youcai shouted his innocence.

Su Yang saw that his gaze held only fear and nothing else, and knew he wasn't lying.

"So Li Xian Sheng knows where Jinshan is, and after Old Chen obtained the secret he would sacrifice his reputation to keep his promise, right?" Su Yang said.

"That's about right. Old Chen has lived a life of lofty integrity, never fearing powerful forces; even when the Warlord Leader personally came to ask, he still gave them no face."

Speaking thus, Huang Youcai sighed mournfully, "It's just a pity it happened so abruptly; had he been more diplomatic, he probably wouldn't have met such an end."

Chen Gongjin's death is a great loss to the antique world.

He had many disciples, but none could grasp the essence.

It's often said that great teachers produce great students; in this line of work, without 'insight', even a hundred or eighty years of training won't yield a pair of Fire Eye Golden Vision.

Chen Gongjin was born with such insight; at sixteen, an antique betting duel shocked the whole city, and he easily defeated the leading antique master of the time.

The single battle made him famous, cementing his reputation.

Scholars have pride, and capable people have it too.

In an era with no one surpassing him, Chen Gongjin was the walking deity of antiques!

And precisely because of his wild, arrogant, unrestrained nature, he has offended many people over the years.

In Huang Youcai's view, being assassinated isn't surprising.

But the odd thing is the timing—it was too coincidental, colliding exactly when the Jinshan secret surfaced.

Su Yang, watching his ever‑changing expression, said, "Anything else you can tell me at once, so I can help you analyze the situation."

"Do you think this group is after Jinshan?" Huang Youcai asked.

"Isn't that obvious? If they want money, they'd just bind him; why go for total annihilation?" Lin Yang said.

At that moment, a flash of insight struck Su Yang's mind, "When did the Qinglong Gang first contact you?"

"Three… three days ago." Huang Youcai suddenly realized, his complexion changing sharply!

"Then it matches," Su Yang said expressionlessly.

"What should we do? This really has nothing to do with me; I know nothing," Huang Youcai, panicking, instinctively grabbed Su Yang's trouser leg, his face full of pleading.

"Su junior, now only you can save brother."

"Li Xian Sheng won't watch you die." Su Yang whispered soothingly.

"No, he will. Old Chen died beside me; he will definitely not let me go. Please, Su junior, help brother a bit, okay?" Huang Youcai's voice trembled with a hint of sobbing.

Lin Yang glanced at him with a face full of contempt.

Having lived most of his life, he still has no shame to this degree.

"Anything else you want to say?" Su Yang asked.

"That's all; I've said everything I know, not a word missing!" Huang Youcai hurriedly replied.

"Alright, I'll see you off right now." Su Yang's palm brushed his head, he said softly.

"Off the road?" Huang Youcai was momentarily stunned, "Where to?"

"Hell!" Su Yang's voice grew cold.

"Ka!"

A large, fine skull violently twisted a full 180 degrees; the bloated body stopped moving, and with a thud it collapsed to the ground.

Su Yang patted his palm and ordered, "Lift it back."

"I'll do it?" Lin Yang pointed at himself.

"Then I'll go." Su Yang said as he was about to act.

"No, no, no, how could I trouble a wounded one like you? I'm just kidding." Lin Yang chuckled, and with one hand lifted it onto his shoulder.

Su Yang gave a displeased sideways glance and stalked away, walking behind.

The two returned to the accident site and saw the car still spewing thick black smoke.

The driver and the front passenger, needless to say, were already dead.

When Lin Yang shoved Huang Youcai back into his original spot, a voice as thin as a wisp of breath sounded.

"Res… rescue me…"

Hm?

Su Yang followed the voice, and saw Chen Gongjin, blood streaming from his seven orifices, his eyes barely opening a slit, and he gasped, "Rescue…"

"What a thousand‑year‑old old turtle."

I must say his destiny was tough enough; a four‑ to five‑meter‑high steep slope fell vertically at high speed, and he still managed to hold his breath.

I thought he was already dead, but he still managed to open his mouth to call for rescue.

If Su Yang hadn't intended to destroy the corpse and erase traces, perhaps he really…

Su Yang felt something stir in his heart, squatted down and said with a smile, "Old Chen, hope you're still well."