He was very confident he wouldn't lose when he made the bet with me, and he proposed that the loser had to shut down the trading conference.
I took the wager from my secretary, handed him a copy, which clearly stated the terms of the bet and the penalty for losing.
Enraged, he pointed at my nose and said, "I guarantee with 100% certainty that you're the one who intercepted them. Tell me, where are you hiding them? As long as I can get the goods back, I can let bygones be bygones about everything else!"
I smiled and said, "Is your brain flooded? I don't know if you lost stones or not, but you've been causing trouble for me repeatedly. That's fine, I'll settle accounts with you first, and then we can talk about the stones. I'll repeat myself, I can extend it by another hour. Your people can search my factory freely while we settle the accounts! "
Young Master: "You want to settle accounts with me? Fine, you're the one who arrested my father, let's settle this first!"
I stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar. "If anyone's settling accounts, it's me settling with you. You have no right to bring up your father! You started this. Your father wanted to chop off my hand, so arresting him is the least of it. I should have taken his life right then and there!"
I continued, "I won't even mention distant matters. Just today, your men destroyed twenty-five tons of raw stones for me, worth over three hundred million. Over a dozen of my men are in the hospital, two with broken bones and permanent disabilities.
Settle this debt first, and we can settle the rest slowly."
His subordinates saw me grab the Young Master and tried to rush me, but Da Kui stood in front of them like a black iron tower, blocking them. They were anxious but helpless.
The Young Master tried to say something, but I slapped him. Blood immediately streamed down his face. I said, "You damn bastard, you lost a few worthless stones and came here to extort me. Do you think I'm ignoring you because I'm afraid of you? I just didn't want a cycle of revenge, but you're pushing it. Fine, if you find the stones today, we'll call it even. If not, the bet is the bet, and you'll leave fifteen people here to be dealt with by us!"
I shoved him forcefully to the ground. He got up and looked at his subordinates angrily. His cronies were eager to fight, wanting to make a move. Da Kui grabbed two of them nearby, one in each hand, and threw them several meters away. These two men were injured somewhere by Da Kui, rolling on the ground in pain.
The men in black who wanted to rush forward immediately stopped their actions, looking at Da Kui warily.
Da Kui beckoned them over with his hand, but they looked at each other, and not a single person moved.
At this point, those who had gone out to search for the stones began to return, reporting that they had not found the raw stones.
The Young Master furiously cursed them for their incompetence. I smiled and said, "A bet is a bet, accept defeat. Sign it. After signing, select fifteen people to stay here, and you can get lost!"
The Young Master reluctantly picked up the pen and said in a pleading tone, "I can sign, but can we forget about the people?"
I said, "Do you think that's possible? When you sent people to smash up my place, did you discuss it with me? If you don't agree, it's fine. You brought quite a few people. We'll match them one-on-one and have another fight. The outcome will be left to fate. If you lose, you leave people behind. If I lose, I'll just have bad luck. Is that fair?"
The Young Master, even with his heels, wouldn't agree to fight me. In my territory, no matter how strong he was, he couldn't challenge me head-on. The odds were clearly against him.
He said, "Forget the fight. I came here to fight you anyway. How about this: I'll compensate you for the people you injured. For the two severely injured, I'll pay ten million each, and fifty million for the others. I'll give you ninety million as an apology."
As he spoke, he took out his checkbook and was about to write a check.
I said, "It's not impossible for you to pay, but this amount is not enough. The two severely injured will get ten million each, and the rest will get one million each. Not a penny less!"
The two men were permanently disabled. If we had called the police, the Young Master would have been sentenced to at least twenty years, and the compensation would still be substantial. Asking for so much was already showing him mercy.
The Young Master was very reluctant, but he still wrote out four checks and handed them to me.
Three were for ten million, and one was for two million.
I took the checks and handed them to the secretary behind me. I told the Young Master, "I hope you keep your promise. If there are any more unpleasant incidents, I'll see blood."
The Young Master remained silent, his face flushed with anger as he led his men away.
He must have felt incredibly humiliated. The stones weren't recovered, he lost the bet, the raw stone trading conference couldn't proceed, and he had to pay so much money. I wonder if that old man would be angered to death if he knew his son handled things like this.
I told everyone to return to their posts and went to the workshop to see the busy master.
Seeing me approach, the master put down the tools in his hands and said, "I'm finishing up here. Take a look, do you think this stone has any flaws? If not, I'm leaving."