Chapter 112: Crystal Heart

Jiangnan's eyes were calm, staring straight at Ren Yang. His voice was low, bearing unquestionable authority.

"Step aside."

Ren Yang was startled, then burst into loud laughter.

"Step aside?"

"Who do you think you are?"

"A worthless trash who can't even protect his own woman, yet you dare to be arrogant in front of the Young Master?"

"I'm telling you, today I'm going to reserve this blue sapphire."

"If you have the guts, bring more money than the Young Master. But do you have it? You filthy beggar!"

Ren Yang was extremely arrogant, showing no respect for Jiangnan.

The other people in the shop shook their heads and sighed.

They knew this young man had gotten into big trouble.

The Ren Family's power was massive; no one dared to provoke them.

This young man was likely to suffer a heavy loss.

The sales assistant stood aside, eyes flickering, unwilling to speak.

She silently thanked her luck that she hadn't offended Ren Yang.

Jiangnan's gaze turned cold, a wave of chill spreading outward.

He hated being threatened the most, and hated others coveting his woman even more.

"You're courting death."

Jiangnan's voice was icy, as if from the Nine Netherworld.

Ren Yang jumped at Jiangnan's stare, a chill rising in his heart.

But he quickly composed himself, his face once again showing an arrogant expression.

"Courting death?"

"Kid, you haven't even investigated; look across the whole Qingzhou Province, who dares to move a single hair on Ren Yang?"

"I'm telling you, today you kneel and kowtow three times to the Young Master, then obediently hand over this woman, and the Young Master might consider sparing you."

Ren Yang's tone was swaggering, as if he controlled everything. His arrogant voice echoed throughout the jewelry store.

A hint of cold passed through Jiangnan's eyes, a trace of contempt curling at his mouth.

"You think you're rich?"

His voice was light, yet carried an inexplicable pressure.

Ren Yang was stunned, then burst into loud laughter.

"Ha ha, you ask me if I have money?"

He pointed at himself, his gaze arrogant.

"I am of the Ren Family; do you know what the two characters 'Ren Family' mean in Qingzhou Province?"

The others in the shop shook their heads, their looks toward Jiangnan full of sympathy.

This young man was likely to have bad luck.

The Ren Family in Qingzhou was famously wealthy and extravagant.

Offending Ren Yang was tantamount to courting death.

Murong Wan tightly grasped Jiangnan's hand, her knuckles white, fine beads of sweat seeping from her palm.

She could feel the chill radiating from Jiangnan, and her worry deepened.

Jiangnan lightly patted the back of Murong Wan's hand, signaling her to stay calm.

He turned to look at the trembling sales assistant beside him, then suddenly pointed at the huge billboard on the wall.

"Crystal Heart, for sale?"

Jiangnan's voice was calm, as if mentioning a trivial matter.

The sales assistant was startled, looked up.

On the billboard, a massive diamond glittered brilliantly, emitting dazzling light.

That was the Crystal Heart, the shop's prized treasure.

"This…"

The sales assistant stammered, not knowing how to answer.

The Crystal Heart was the headquarters' flagship treasure, priceless, impossible to sell.

She thought Jiangnan was deliberately picking a fight, and her face instantly turned sour.

"Sir, of course the Crystal Heart is for sale."

The sales assistant's voice was icy, with a hint of mockery.

"However, the price is two hundred million."

She paused, her gaze disdainfully sweeping over Jiangnan.

"And you must first pay half of the deposit."

The others in the shop, hearing this, inhaled a gasp of cold air.

Two hundred million?

That was an astronomical figure.

Their looks toward Jiangnan grew even more sympathetic.

This young man was probably going to be scared stiff.

Ren Yang laughed even harder, rolling on the floor.

"Ha ha, two hundred million, did you hear that?"

He pointed at Jiangnan, his tone full of mockery.

"You trash, you probably can't even spare a fraction of two hundred million, can you?"

Murong Wan's face turned pale, her body trembling slightly.

She hadn't expected things to reach this point.

Two hundred million, to her, was likewise an unimaginable figure.

She clutched Jiangnan's hand tightly, her gaze full of worry.

Jiangnan remained calm, as if two hundred million was just a meaningless string of numbers to him.

He stared silently at the sales guide, his eyes deep, revealing no emotion.

"Five hundred million, no matter what method I use, deliver it to me at once!"

Jiangnan's voice was soft, yet it reached everyone's ears clearly.

The shop fell silent instantly, the sound of a pin dropping audible.

Everyone froze, doubting whether their ears were malfunctioning.

Five hundred million?

Is this young man crazy?

The sales guide's eyes widened even more, a look of disbelief on his face.

She opened her mouth, but no words came out.

Ren Yang's smile froze, a flash of panic in his eyes.

He hadn't expected Jiangnan to dare say such a thing.

Five hundred million, even for the entire Ren Family, was no small sum.

Murong Wan also froze, staring blankly at Jiangnan, her eyes full of confusion.

Jiangnan, does he really have that much money?

The atmosphere in the shop was eerily extreme.

Everyone held their breath, awaiting Jiangnan's next move.

Jiangnan remained calm, as if the one who just said five hundred million wasn't him.

He stared silently at the sales guide, waiting for her reply.

The sales guide finally recovered, inhaled deeply, forcing herself to stay composed.

"Sir, you… what did you say?"

Her voice trembled, carrying a hint of uncertainty.

"I ask, if I pay five hundred million, will the Crystal Heart be sold?"

Jiangnan repeated it, his voice still calm.

The sales guide was completely stunned; she opened her mouth but didn't know what to say.

Five hundred million was already far beyond her comprehension.

She was just a lowly sales guide, with no authority to decide such a matter.

"I… I need to consult the manager."

Her voice trembling, the sales guide turned and ran toward the manager's office.

The other people in the shop remained in shock.

Their gazes at Jiangnan were filled with complex emotions.

There was doubt, shock, and also anticipation.

They wanted to know what kind of deity this young man truly was.

Ren Yang's expression darkened, a flash of ruthlessness in his eyes.

He hadn't expected Jiangnan to dare such provocation, comparing wealth with him!

Five hundred million, even he couldn't produce. Even if it were within the family, it would require his father's consent before it could be taken out, and it involved many aspects, not that simple.

Ren Yang quickly regained composure, his face again showing a haughty expression. He let out a cold snort, his tone full of contempt.

"Hmph, putting on airs."

"I want to see how you'll produce five hundred million."

Murong Wan clutched Jiangnan's hand tightly, her gaze full of worry.

Jiangnan turned his head toward Ren Yang, a hint of chill in his eyes. His voice was light, yet carried undeniable authority.

"Soon, you will know."

Soon, the sales guide and the manager emerged together.

The manager was a middle‑aged man in a suit, looking sharp and capable.

He walked up to Jiangnan, a professional smile on his face.

"Sir, you really intend to pay five hundred million to purchase the Crystal Heart?"

The manager's voice was steady, his eyes bearing a hint of inquiry.

"Exactly."