In the center of the crystal-clear, flawless jadeite, there is a piece of Red Fei embedded perfectly, its vibrant red color as vivid as thick blood, like a tear of blood about to fall. This is indeed Little Colorless, but the drop of Red Fei inside seems like it's about to flow out any moment. Such a miraculous jadeite, it's the first time Huo Sining has seen it. Faced with such a sight, Huo Sining didn't know how to name this jadeite. The first thing that came to her mind was the renowned Heart of the Ocean. If she must give it a name, perhaps "Tear of Blood" would be most fitting. But this name is not auspicious, offering a sense of poignant sorrow. Such a masterpiece of the mortal world, Huo Sining certainly wouldn't let it go easily. After much persuasion and a multitude of gestures, the old Myanmar farmer finally understood her intention and sold the Tear of Blood rough stone for 100,000 Euros. Selling a rough stone for 100,000 Euros: to the old farmer, it was like an astronomical figure. Had he not actually seen what Euros looked like, he would surely have thought he was dreaming. He had accidentally dug out these rough stones from a riverbed, then brought them to town hoping to try his luck, but after a day nobody showed interest. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ NoveI-Fire.ɴet Just when the old farmer thought they were unsellable and was ready to pack up and go home to farm quietly, Huo Sining surprised him greatly. Huo Sining was also very interested in the source of this batch of water stones, but they had a language barrier, making communication difficult. In the end, she had to give up for now, exerting great effort to get the farmer's contact information, hoping later to clarify the source through Kuba or Badasang. However, Huo Sining clearly did not anticipate that the farmer was not as honest as his appearance suggested. He had already received the 100,000 Euros and feared Huo Sining would demand the amount back if the stone cut poorly. Of course, he wished he could immediately escape and vanish, so how could he leave his real contact information with her? Therefore, when Huo Sining asked for his phone number, the old man cunningly gave her a fake number, and as soon as he left Yangon, he took the bus and fled. When Huo Sining sought Badasang's help, she found the number the farmer left didn't exist at all. Returning to the hotel, surprisingly to Huo Sining, Badasang was already waiting in the lobby. Upon seeing Huo Sining return, Badasang eagerly approached her, "Miss Huo, could I invite you to my father's residence?" Seeing Badasang's urgency, Huo Sining speculated as to why his father sought her out. After a moment of silence, Huo Sining nodded, turned, and was about to follow Badasang. Meanwhile, Qibao and Gu Xu immediately turned to follow as well. When Badasang saw them wanting to follow, his face showed a trace of difficulty. He knew very well his father's temperament, especially for matters ; the fewer people who knew, the better. Despite Gu Xu being brought by Huo Sining, they couldn't be careless. "You all stay at the hotel, I'll go by myself." Huo Sining said to Gu Xu and the others. Three voices spoke simultaneously, Su Qingqing visibly disagreed, while Gu Xu and Qibao frowned tightly at Badasang, seemingly trying to find some answer on his stern face. Badasang was somewhat embarrassed; he wasn't the one making decisions about this matter, merely a messenger. "How about this, Gu Xu, you come with me. Ouyang Jun, all of you stay at the hotel. Qibao, I'm asking you to take care of them. Qingqing, remember to call Ouyang Jun or Qin Tian if anything happens; don't act rashly!" Huo Sining made the final decision with some helplessness, completely ignoring Qibao's resentful gaze, turned around, and walked out without looking back. Gu Xu followed behind Huo Sining, and at the door, he turned back to show a smug smile at Qibao, making a "Yay" hand gesture. Qibao's eyes were watery, almost crying, silently cursing that damn man, vowing to inform the big brother so he could teach the man a lesson once he returned! Upon reaching Bada Family's base in Yangon, Huo Sining was invited into a meeting hall by Badasang, while Gu Xu, as Badasang had anticipated, was stopped outside. Gu Xu wasn't annoyed, just stood quietly outside, looking with interest at the decorations in the hall. Entering the meeting hall, Huo Sining was stunned. Sitting at the long conference table were not just Badasang's father but a row of six or seven elder-like figures, all of whom seemed to carry great reputation and prestige within the Bada family. Huo Sining was only momentarily stunned, then immediately regained her composure. Such a matter of mining is indeed a significant issue for big families, enough to garner attention from the entire family. But the way these people looked at her was slightly puzzling, as if she was about to face a tribunal session. She hadn't done anything terribly wrong, had she? "Miss Huo, hello. We're truly sorry for calling you so late, but this matter concerns the rise and fall, honor and disgrace of our family, and cannot be treated lightly." The elder sitting in the center stood up and slightly bowed to Huo Sining. Huo Sining was taken aback, hastily stepping aside, not daring to accept such a grand gesture from him. The elder's features resembled Badasang's, suggesting he was Badasang's father, General Bada, a position that made it inappropriate for Huo Sining to accept such courtesy. Although the elder was over fifty, with wrinkles on his face and some gray in his hair, his eyes shone with a fierce light that retained great authority, casting a wave of pressure towards Huo Sining with just a casual glance. "General, hello, you are too kind. I understand your emotions. Surely, Badasang General has conveyed my words; my only requirement is cooperation with the Bada family. If it is a medium or larger jade mine, I want a 30% share." Huo Sining was not intimidated by the general's authority; she was that kind of person who wouldn't change her decision due to pressure. She spoke with neither arrogance nor servility, not taking advantage of the general's kindness.