Then, the auctioneer began telling the third story—a poignant tale of love from three hundred years ago, set against the chaos of war. It was about a blind woman and a general. The blind woman sacrificed her life to save the general, and the general remained unmarried his entire life, guarding her lonely grave, filled with sorrow.
These three renowned love stories from history are all tied to this jade token. Though the stories may be exaggerated and filled with artistic dramatization, over the centuries, countless poets and travelers have imbued the token with profound sentiment, making it a symbol of steadfast love.
Thus, in everyone’s mind, whoever possesses this jade token will also find a grand, heroic and unforgettable love.
If one could truly continue love across three lifetimes and write an epic love story, it would make this life worthwhile.
The less people have, the more desperately they crave.
In modern society, where hearts are restless, seeking a genuine love feels like an insurmountable task. This is why the touching and earth-moving love stories of ancient times are increasingly celebrated and revered.
And so, the jade token that witnessed these true feelings has been given a unique meaning—less still its mysterious origins.
It is said to have been carved from the Imperial Jade Seal. Of course, the authenticity of this claim remains dubious; there is no concrete evidence linking it to the Imperial Jade Seal. Even so, based on its historical and cultural value alone, it is priceless.
If this truly is the legendary Three-Life Stone... the crowd’s eyes glimmered green with greed as they eagerly raised their bidding paddles.
Leng Xuexi sat listening to the auctioneer’s narration of love stories, her heart already captivated.
However, her elder brother sat unhurried, enjoying the show leisurely.
Leng Xuexi snatched the bidding paddle and joined the fray.
The auctioneer looked toward the second floor. "Bidder #1, seventy million, going once!"
A wealthy collector gritted his teeth. "Eighty million."
"Bidder #8, eighty million, going once!"
A companion tugged at Yuan Zhao’s sleeve and lowered his voice. "That’s Young Master Leng. Are you mad to bid against him?"
Yuan Zhao sneered, "So what? The bidding rules are simple—highest price wins."
The Leng family? What does that matter? The Yuan family had a deep fortune and vast collection; this jade token was his to win.
Leng Xuexi hesitated, casting a glance at the cold-faced Leng Yunyang across from her.
The auctioneer called excitedly, "Bidder #1, ninety million, going once!"
Qin Xiangge glanced at Yuan Zhao’s darkening expression and finally felt a bit better.
Yuan Zhao raised his paddle once more. "One hundred million."
Leng Xuexi furrowed her brow. "Brother, didn’t you only authorize one hundred million from the finance department?"
Leng Yunyang replied lazily, "Your brother has a little private stash, too. If you like it, just keep bidding."
Leng Xuexi shook her head and placed her paddle down. "Better to spend wisely."
Spending over a hundred million for a piece of broken jade made her heart ache.
Leng Yunyang leisurely raised his paddle. "Two hundred million."
The entire room inhaled sharply in astonishment.
The Leng family truly had deep pockets—they immediately raised their bid by a whole hundred million.
Yuan Zhao ground his teeth until he could almost feel them cracking. His companion saw him about to raise his paddle again and quickly grabbed his hand. "Have you lost your mind? Young Master Leng obviously won’t stop until he has the token. You can’t beat him—why not cut your losses now?"
Yuan Zhao slammed his paddle onto the table in anger.
Qin Xiangge clicked her tongue quietly.
Young Master Leng had just been holding back earlier.
Luuo Yunqi frowned deeply. "Is that jade token really worth two hundred million?"
Lady Luuo chuckled. "If he thinks it’s worth it, then it is."
Even Yuan Zhao had his eyes on it, proving that the token’s value was higher than expected. Unfortunately, she could only sit back and watch.
Luuo Yunqi pursed her lips. To her, it was nothing more than a piece of broken jade—what was worth fighting over?
The auctioneer’s voice cracked with excitement. "Bidder #1, two hundred million, going once!"
The room fell silent.
Leng Yunyang smiled as he rested his chin casually on his hand.
Leng Xuexi sighed helplessly. "I see three words written on your forehead—’Easy mark.’"
"My dear sister, your brother is hoping this item will help me find my soulmate."
Leng Xuexi burst into laughter upon hearing this. A fickle, womanizing playboy looking to find true love—what a joke.
On stage, the auctioneer continued enthusiastically, "Bidder #1, two hundred million twice! Any further bids? If not, then..."
The auctioneer raised the small hammer. Once the hammer fell, the deal would be sealed.
At that moment, a lazy voice suddenly rang out, slow and drawn as though waking from a dream. The voice carried a slight nasal haze but landed clearly in every ear in the room.
"Three hundred million."
Leng Yunyang narrowed his eyes and locked them precisely onto a shadow-covered figure in the corner.
The auctioneer looked toward the voice’s source with exhilaration, where darkness shrouded the person in an aura of mystery.
To dare bid against Young Master Leng—this person certainly had guts.