The Caucasian laughed heartily.
"Don't worry, as long as you help me find that amber, money is not a problem."
The Caucasian was a bit curious: "Mr. Long Hai, actually I'm very curious."
"What is your relationship with Master Wen? Have you ever seen Master Wen's stuff?"
Long Hai chuckled: "This matter, let's start with Old Man Wen's son."
"His son is a hopeless gambler. Once he was on a losing streak and stole that thing as collateral to borrow a million from me."
He snorted: "That thing is neither gold nor jade; it's just a piece of amber."
"How could I lend him a million? So I just gave him ten thousand."
"Who knew Old Man Wen came and was willing to redeem it for twenty thousand yuan, I made a quick ten thousand and returned it to him."
"If I had known back then, I wouldn't have returned it even for a million."
The Caucasian let out a long sigh.
"Alas, who would have thought that a hero from the Yinxue Tower would fall so low, it's such a pity."
