Chapter Sixty-Three: You're Betting on Jade with Me, But You Want to Cut Out My Liver?

Lu Yier saw the situation, nodded, and announced, “Since everyone agrees, we’ll make an exception this time. Now, let’s get an appraisal and cut the stone!”

I took a deep breath and walked toward the rough stone I had chosen in advance.

But just then, Su Li suddenly spoke up!

“Wait!”

I froze for a moment and looked toward Su Li.

She said to me, “Wang Hu, don’t forget, I’m the one at this table. You may have picked it, but I haven’t spoken yet!”

I glanced at Su Li and said in a low voice, “What do you mean? We’re partners. I choose it, and you’re not going to?”

She sneered, “Why should I pick it just because you did? Don’t forget, you’ve made mistakes before!”

Her words made my expression stiffen.

Of course, I had made mistakes. The scent she wore, that interfering perfume, the pheromones—they directly clouded my judgment.

But now, that was no longer possible.

I looked at Su Li.

“I’m determined to have this stone.”

She snorted, her gaze laced with challenge. “Wang Hu, by the rules, unless I agree, you get nothing! This is already an exception to the rules—are you planning to break them further?”

I took another deep breath, forcing myself to stay calm.

Su Li’s point was valid. Rules shouldn’t be broken lightly. Otherwise, it would be unfair to everyone and could spark even greater conflict.

But I knew the value of this rough stone. If I missed it, I might never have another chance like this.

“Su Li,” I did my best to keep my voice steady, “you know as well as I do how much potential this stone has. We’re partners—don’t you trust my judgment?”

A flicker of hesitation crossed her eyes, but she quickly recovered her cold composure. “Trust? After your mistake, how am I supposed to trust you? Besides, this opportunity is too precious. I can’t risk it on your say-so.”

I realized that persuasion alone would never change her mind.

She was a shrewd woman. For her, profit was everything.

I had to give her a reason she couldn’t refuse.

“Fine,” I nodded, determination flashing in my eyes. “You name your price. I’ll cooperate. I’ll make concessions—but my one condition is this: we must get that stone.”

She was momentarily surprised, clearly not expecting me to say that.

She gave a cold laugh and shook her head. “Wang Hu, do you think I don’t know everything about you? That background you boast about, all those promises—they’re empty, nothing but worthless checks you can’t cash!”

“Then what is it you want in return?”

She looked at me, sneered, and suddenly pulled a document from her bag, tossing it in front of me.

When I saw what it was, I was stunned.

It was a voluntary liver donation consent form.

I stared at the document, a storm of emotion surging inside me.

A voluntary liver donor consent form? Was Su Li threatening me? Or did she have something deeper in mind?

“What do you mean by this?” I looked up at her, my voice low and steady.

She sneered, a ruthless glint in her eyes. “Wang Hu, ever since you cut ties with us, you probably don’t know—my father’s condition can’t wait any longer. If you can help me secure this donation, I’ll agree to let you have that rough stone.”

A shock ran through me. So Su Li’s father was gravely ill and needed a liver transplant, and she hadn’t been able to find a suitable donor.

This woman would stop at nothing!

“Su Li, are you insane?” I frowned. “This isn’t a joke, and you’d use this to force me?”

Her eyes turned even colder. “Wang Hu, you know I never leave myself a way out. If you help me get this consent form, not only will I agree to the stone, I’ll give you my full support in all our future dealings.”

“What’s more, my father is your uncle… Asking you to help—hell, even if I asked you to donate your own liver, shouldn’t you?”

I looked at Su Li and sneered, “Sorry, but back when I lived in your basement, it was so damp that my liver got infected.”

“Dampness leads to liver infection? Are you kidding me?”

“To tell the truth, I searched your house for things you’d left behind—that’s how I got tested for compatibility!”

“Even if you can’t solve my father’s donor problem through other means, you could always use your own!”

“Maybe that’s fate. At least you always called my father your uncle.”

She snorted and glared at me.

What Su Li was asking was extremely risky.

If I agreed, I’d be putting myself in an even more dangerous position.

But that stone—

It was truly extraordinary!

If Su Li let someone else take the chance to cut that stone…

Our 7.9 million could go up in smoke in an instant!

At that moment, Lu Yier reminded me from the side, “Mr. Wang Hu, according to the rules, Su Li does have the authority to decide whether to cut this stone. You have to abide by her decision.”

“All right, I agree.” I finally spoke, my voice low but resolute.

A glint of triumph flickered in Su Li’s eyes. She sneered and nodded. “In that case, let’s sign a supplementary agreement.”

She pulled out a document she’d already prepared and handed it to me.

I took it and read through it quickly. The terms were clear: within two months, I had to find a suitable liver donor; otherwise, Su Li could terminate all cooperation and hold me accountable.

And if I failed to deliver, every cent I had left from this stone gambling contest would go to Su Li.

I picked up the pen, took a deep breath, and signed my name.

At that moment, I felt an invisible pressure descend on me—but I knew I had to endure.

“All right, everyone has seen it.” Su Li said coldly, gesturing to those around us.

Lu Yier nodded and announced, “Since both parties have reached an agreement, let’s proceed with the appraisal and cut the stone!”

I walked toward the rough stone I had chosen earlier, silently praying that I hadn’t made a mistake this time.

On the appraisal slip, I wrote the largest figure I had wagered since the start of the contest: five million.

Then I dropped the slip into the sealed box.

Instantly, tension gripped the room.

After all, no one had ever seen a showdown like this!

I was betting my liver for a chance to cut a stone.

Who would ever believe such a thing?

The whole atmosphere of the stone gambling hall was taut with suspense.

Every eye was fixed on that stone, waiting for the final result.

Everyone wanted to know—would the chance I’d staked my liver on turn out to be a windfall, or a bitter loss?