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Spencer Burley’s face darkened again. Furious, he said, “Keith Walker, what is this supposed to mean? You’ve already taken half the deposit; now you’re saying you’re out just like that?”

“Hey, I say, Spencer Burley. If someone doesn’t want to oppose their own teacher, that’s human nature, you know? You have to understand that.”

Nathan Humphrey chuckled and said to Keith Walker, “Don’t worry. However much deposit you took from him, I’ll cover it later.”

Upon hearing this, Keith Walker immediately broke into a beaming smile and said, “Thankyou, Nathan. Nathan sure is generous.”

Nathan Humphrey lifted his chin, prideful, and said, “Well, Spencer Burley, what do you think? Still want to bet?”

“Ha-ha, his appraiser is gone. What’s there left to bet? Really thought he could win against our Master Zhang by himself?”

“Overestimating himself, daring to bet with Nathan. He must be sick of living.” Spencer Burley’s face looked incredibly sour, but he also knew the others were right. Now that he was without an appraiser, continuing to bet would have just been a humiliation.

Today was a washout!

Just as he was about to make a public apology, Greg Jensen suddenly patted his shoulder and said with a smile, “Don’t panic. Aren’t I still here?”

Spencer Burley hesitated, “Big brother Greg, you…”

Greg Jensen smiled and responded, “Relax, if I’m here there won’t be problems.”

“Hey, what’s it got to do with you? Who are you to stick your nose into our bet?” Nathan Humphrey frowned and questioned.

Greg Jensen sneered, “I’m the appraiser Spencer called in. So, is it my business or not?”

“You’re an appraiser?”

Nathan Humphrey was taken aback and then burst into laughter. Pointing at Greg Jensen, he said, “Guys, he says he’s an appraiser. Do you believe it?” “Bullshitting, aren’t you? Probably haven’t even finished your apprenticeship at your age. What could you possibly appraise!”

“Ha ha ha…”

The group of wealthy second-generation heirs burst into another round of loud laughter.

Louisa Burley furrowed her brows slightly, seemingly dissatisfied with the behavior of the wealthy young men, and whispered softly, “Big brother Greg, I believe in you.”

“Uh…”

Greg Jensen smiled and nodded his head, then turned towards Nathan Humphrey and demanded, “Spit it out, no dawdling. Are we betting or not? Just say the word!”

“Bet? Why not? But I want to change the terms of the bet a little,” Nathan Humphrey replied, his gaze sinister, and with a smirk he sneered, “If you lose, not only does Spencer Burley have to kneel and apologize to me, all of you have to kneel down.”

He paused briefly, then turned to Louisa Burley beside him, his face revealing a malicious grin, “Of course, if the lady doesn’t want to kneel, she’s welcome to spend the night with me!”

“You dare insult my sister? I’ll fight you to the death!”

Enraged, Spencer Burley was about to charge at him when Greg Jensen lifted his hand and delivered a slap.

Slap!

The strike was neither too harsh nor too gentle, but it resonated loudly throughout the entire warehouse.

“Aiden Clark, you dare hit Nathan? I’m going to kill you!”

“Guys, let’s take this punk down!”

The other affluent young men filled with righteous indignation, but Nathan Humphrey stopped them.

He glared at Greg Jensen with a dark look and said indifferently, “Not bad, kid. I’ll remember that slap. After the bet is over, we’ll settle this privately!”

After that, he leered at Louisa Burley before saying, “Alright, let’s start. The stones are all here; each person picks three.”

“Hold on!”

“What now? Too scared to bet?”

Nathan Humphrey stopped in his tracks, revealing a mocking smile, “If you’re chickening out, just admit it early. Kneel down and apologize to me, and let me give you ten more slaps, then we’ll call it quits for today.”

Greg Jensen smiled faintly, “You’re thinking too much. I just find this way of playing boring, that’s all.”

“Oh, you think the stakes are too low?”

“Just kneeling and apologizing, how boring is that?”

Greg Jensen sneered, “How about this, the loser doesn’t need to kneel and apologize; just crawl out of here barking like a dog. How does that sound?” “Besides that, let’s add two million in cash. Without any money involved, I’m really too lazy to make a move.”

Upon hearing his words, Spencer Burley and Adrian Wright’s expressions changed instantly. They didn’t even have an appraiser on their side; the odds of losing were high. How could they up the stakes?

Spencer Burley felt anxious, but seeing Greg Jensen’s calm demeanor, a sense of confidence inexplicably grew within him.

Nathan Humphrey was first stunned, then his eyes lit up as he laughed and said, “I love that idea; I didn’t expect you, kid, to be so much to my liking.

If you weren’t on their side, I would have really liked to make friends with you.” Greg Jensen shook his head and sneered, “Heh, sorry, you’re not worthy!” Nathan Humphrey’s face immediately darkened as he glared at Greg Jensen for a long time before suddenly smiling and nodding, “Fine, don’t be anxious. You’ll have your chance to cry later!”

“Shall we start?”

“Sure.”

Greg Jensen smiled and walked into the exhibition area with Spencer Burley and the others.

Adrian Wright hurried a few steps forward, lowering his voice anxiously, “Brother Greg, are you confident?”

“Of course, I am confident. Would I raise the stakes if I weren’t?” Greg Jensen laughed.

Spencer Burley was also somewhat worried, but Greg Jensen was his invitee. He couldn’t say much else and could only grit his teeth, saying,

“Brother Greg, if we lose later, I’ll stay behind to hold them off. You take my sister and get out of here quickly.”

Greg Jensen laughed heartily, patting his shoulder and said, “Don’t worry, we can’t lose. With me here, you’d have a hard time even trying to lose.” “Really?”

“Rubbish, when have you seen me do something I wasn’t sure about?”

Thinking it over, Spencer Burley felt his tension ease.

Only then did he notice Greg Jensen and Louisa Burley still holding hands.

He was immediately stunned and pointing at them asked, “You two…”

Louisa Burley snapped out of it and quickly let go of her hand. Her charming little face instantly turned red, and in a voice as soft as a mosquito’s, she said, “Brother Greg, sorry, I didn’t mean to.”

“I think this stone looks quite good.”

To hide his embarrassment, Greg Jensen quickly walked over to a stone, placed his hand on it, and then channeled his True Qi to use the Mind Soil Technique. The structure inside the stone instantly appeared in his mind.

The whole stone turned into a cloud of gray mist in his mind, and in the middle of the mist shone a light green glow.

Is there something there?

Greg Jensen’s face lit up with joy. After double-checking, he took the marker from Spencer Burley’s hand and marked a tick on the stone.

“Brother Greg, does this mean… you’ve made your choice?”

All three stared at him, utterly bewildered.

Wasn’t that too quick?

Even if they knew nothing about stone selection, they understood that one needed to carefully examine the shell’s texture and eye color.

Greg Jensen had barely looked at it; he simply touched it and made his choice. They couldn’t help but wonder if he was joking.

“Trust me!”

Knowing they didn’t believe him, Greg Jensen didn’t explain further; he just smiled and said this, continuing to feel his way along.

On the other side, since Mr. Zhang had been looking around since the morning and was very familiar with the stones in the area, he quickly chose three stones. “Young Master Nathan, let’s go with these three stones; they’re a sure win. There’s no better stone here than these three.”

“Hmm, you’ve worked hard.”

Nathan Humphrey trusted Mr. Zhang and didn’t think much else about it, confidently walking towards Greg Jensen and the others.

He planned to see what kind of goods that arrogant kid could come up with.