Urban Super Medical Saint

As time passed, more and more people arrived, but it was still far less crowded compared to the Yingjiang Market.

The newcomers were all well-dressed, some even accompanied by personal bodyguards, making those like Ge Dongxu and Zhang Yakun seem rather shabby in comparison.

Their car was shabby, and so were their clothes.

After touching around a dozen stones, Ge Dongxu realized that although the items here were expensive, there was a reason why so many big bosses eagerly came; the quality here was indeed much higher than that of the market's, probably because the sellers had carefully selected them. All the rocks contained jade, the only differences being the quantity and quality of the jade. This tested the buyers' eye for quality and luck.

Unlike the general market, where many of the stones laid out by the sellers contained nothing at all, it was uncertain where they had even sourced these from. It was likely that most were just filler, meant to scam tourists or newcomers to the field.

"Dongxu, my family called me, said there is an urgent matter and asked me to rush back, you can keep looking, I need to go back for a while. Anyway, the materials here are too expensive for me; it's useless even if I look, and it'd be troublesome if I impulsively bought something," said Zhang Yakun, who rushed over to Ge Dongxu's side and spoke in a low voice, about an hour and a half later while Ge Dongxu was examining a massive stone weighing at least three to four hundred kilograms.

"Okay, you take care of your things, don't worry about me. If anything comes up, just give me a call," Ge Dongxu, whose mind was mainly on the stone, replied without thinking much, slightly looked up to say this to Zhang Yakun, then bent down again to continue examining the stone.

This stone was large and examining it was tiring; breaking off in the middle wasn't something even someone as skilled as Ge Dongxu wanted to start over.

Seeing that Ge Dongxu was focused on the stone, Zhang Yakun didn't dare to disturb him further. After saying they could contact by phone if needed, he quickly left the courtyard.

After Zhang Yakun left, Ge Dongxu continued examining stones. Naturally, there were some experts who looked at him with disdain and mockery, but no one went out of their way to bother or mock him close up.

Whether it was out of good upbringing or a self-assured identity that they disdained speaking with Ge Dongxu, only they knew.

At noon, some people drove off to eat while others casually managed a meal within the village.

Seeing that Zhang Yakun hadn't come over, Ge Dongxu couldn't be bothered to go out and find a place to eat, so he continued to stay in the courtyard and examine stones alone. After all, with his current cultivation level, although he hadn't reached the mythical realm of not needing earthly food, he could go hungry for ten days or half a month without any trouble.

Around one in the afternoon, a middle-aged man with a lean face and scholarly demeanor, looking around fifty years old, walked in accompanied by two young men with stern expressions.

"Mr. Ouyang has arrived!"

"Good day, Mr. Ouyang!"

"…"

As soon as this middle-aged man entered, everyone in the place came forward to greet him, and he, with a beaming smile, reciprocated with a bow to the crowd.

At that moment, Ge Dongxu was in the warehouse, intently feeling the last piece of jade, which was also the largest one in the venue, paying no attention to that Mr. Ouyang.

"Is he the owner of this sales venue, Ouyang Murong? He looks just like a schoolteacher, very amiable and approachable," a man said softly to his companion, eying Ouyang Murong, who was smiling and greeting others with cupped hands.

The companion by his side was a man in his sixties who had gone completely pot-bellied, his facial muscles totally relaxed.

"A schoolteacher? Amiable and approachable?" Hearing this, the companion's face showed a smile mixed with disbelief, then quickly turned serious, saying, "If you really think that, then you're greatly mistaken. With the tense situation of the civil war in Myanmar, aside from the annual Yangon public offering, jade traders have found it very difficult to get good raw stones from other channels, but here there are still so many raw stones, do you think an ordinary person can manage that?"

"Could the rumors be true, that even the kings of the Golden Triangle and Northern Myanmar, like Dare果王 and the Mong Tai Army leaders, have to show him respect?" The curiosity in the man's eyes turned into reverence upon hearing this.
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"Whether it's true or not is something that businessmen of our level can't know. However, one thing you should clearly understand is that a man who can control so much merchandise in a border area is definitely not someone we can afford to provoke. Haven't you noticed, the person representing Zhou Dafu of the Zheng Family from Hong Kong is utterly respectful towards Mr. Ouyang? Just this fact should tell you that the rumors, even if exaggerated, are certainly not groundless," the companion responded in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, the man looked at Ouyang Murong and sure enough, a middle-aged man was talking to Ouyang, his demeanor very respectful, utterly lacking the pride and arrogance he had displayed in his earlier interactions with them.

"Master Yang has been in good health recently, hasn't he? The old gentleman asked me to send his regards," the man who represented Zhou Dafu said in a low voice to Ouyang Murong.

"Please tell Brother Zheng, Master Yang is in good health, he still takes a daily stroll in the village, but today he had business and could not receive guests," Ouyang Murong replied.

"That's good to hear. The old man will certainly be pleased to hear this news," the man replied with a smile, secretly astonished as he knew Master Yang was not mobile in his legs. Typically, once an elderly man becomes immobile, his health deteriorates progressively. Considering that Master Yang was now over ninety years old, logically, he would be at the stage of clinging precariously to life, confined to his bed year-round; unexpectedly, he was still capable of daily walks in the village.

Could the rumors be true, saying that Master Yang possessed strange arts, had been a renowned figure of Qing Gang in his earlier years, and withdrew from the underworld later?

Of course, the man just thought about it, he certainly wouldn't ask such a question.

Soon, other people came over to greet Ouyang Murong, and the man simply smiled and continued examining the jade.

At about half-past one, the auction officially began, and by then Ge Dongxu had also finished feeling the last piece of jade.

Unfortunately, although the stone was large, there wasn't much jade inside, and it was only of ice grade, which didn't meet Ge Dongxu's current requirements.

The auctioneer was Ouyang Murong.

When Ouyang Murong stepped onto the auction stage, Ge Dongxu casually chose a seat towards the back, and suddenly noticed that the burly man who had single-handedly moved a spare tire on the road for him and the driver who had asked if he needed help were also at the auction. However, they stood on the outer edge, seemingly just watching and not planning to participate in the bidding.

Owing them a favor and seeing that they were there, Ge Dongxu naturally went to greet them.

As Ge Dongxu walked towards them, the two men, known as Ayong and Axiong, also saw Ge Dongxu, their faces showing expressions of surprise.