Ying Chen walked forward, holding the Immortal Daoist Robe.
He personally handed the Immortal Daoist Robe to He Chongxu.
It was even more professional than the auctioneer at the Jardine Auction House.
Seeing He Chongxu take the Immortal Daoist Robe, Ying Chen clapped his hands and said, "The item has been received. Now, Mr. He, it's time for payment."
"Mr. He, will you be paying by scan or cash?"
He Chongxu's face darkened.
If 6.5 billion could be paid by scan, he'd change his surname to Ying.
Even with cash, it was impossible. Where would he find 6.5 billion in cash for Ying Chen in the middle of the night?
He Chongxu didn't answer Ying Chen's question but looked at Li Fengcheng beside him. "Mr. Li, this matter started because of you. You won't just stand by and watch, will you?"
Li Fengcheng was silent for a moment and said, "Of course not. So, I'll pay you the portion of the money I promised you earlier."
Mr. Huo quickly added, "Me too."
Only Liao Yifan's father's face was creased like a bitter melon.
For Mr. Li and Mr. Huo, who came from wealthy families, paying ten billion was like buying a toy.
But it was different for him.
He had promised to pay He Chongxu twenty billion!
Forcing him to produce twenty billion in cash wouldn't kill him, but it would be like cutting off an arm.
Moreover, He Chongxu hadn't even fought Ying Chen, and hadn't fulfilled his responsibility to protect the Liao family.
Why should he pay twenty billion?
He was unwilling a million times over, but he didn't dare to say it.
The reason was simple: he had already offended Ying Chen, and he didn't want to offend He Chongxu as well?
He Chongxu might not be able to defeat Ying Chen, but it would be easy for him to deal with him.
So, Liao Yifan's father gritted his teeth and said, "The Liao family's twenty billion will also be paid as agreed!"
"However..."
Liao Yifan's father changed his tone.
His words instantly drew everyone's attention.
No one understood what "however" Liao Yifan's father could say at this point.
"What do you want to say? Just say it directly." He Chongxu's eyes flickered, as if he had vaguely guessed Liao Yifan's father's thoughts, and said.
Liao Yifan's father took a deep breath, scanned the crowd, and then his gaze fell on He Chongxu, Li Fengcheng, and Huo Sheng.
"However, I am not convinced!"
"Yes, this matter did start because of our Liao family, and our Liao family did bring this upon ourselves. But I am just not convinced!"
"I am not convinced that a mainland brat can swagger into Hong Kong and take billions from our Liao family with just a few words!"
"I am not convinced that a mainland brat can step on the heads of so many Hong Kong celebrities and with a snap of his fingers make everyone send him tens of billions like dogs!"
"Even more so, I am not convinced that a mainland brat can amass so much wealth and tarnish Hong Kong's reputation, making Hong Kong unable to hold its head up, unable to be a person, and instead become a laughingstock of the world!"
"Are we Hong Kong people truly spineless, to be slaughtered by anyone who comes along?"
"Are we Hong Kong people truly incapable, that anyone who comes along can make us kneel and surrender?"
"Don't forget, this land is called Hong Kong! This island is called Kowloon Island!"
"We are dragons, not worms!"
"As dragons, we will never yield! As dragons, we will never let such humiliation remain on us!"
Liao Yifan's father spoke with passion.
Following his words, the entire venue fell into a deathly silence.
Clearly, Liao Yifan's father's words had struck a chord with everyone.
Every single person present was a native of Hong Kong.
They had a natural sense of belonging and loyalty to Hong Kong.
Now, with Ying Chen stepping on their heads, trampling Hong Kong's reputation into the ground and continuing to trample it without mercy.
It had indeed severely impacted their self-esteem.
They could already imagine what kind of mockery they would face from people elsewhere after this incident.
Hong Kong might even fall into irreversible decline and its luck might be interrupted!
If the dragon's spine is broken, how can it soar?
Hong Kong people believed in Feng Shui and luck. With Liao Yifan's father's stirring words and incitement, the thoughts of everyone present instantly became restless.
Many who had only feared Ying Chen before now looked at him with a trace of dissatisfaction and defiance in their eyes.
However, these people's attitudes were clearly secondary.
The most important thing was the attitude of Li Fengcheng and Huo Sheng!
These two were the representatives of the old and new powers in Hong Kong!
These two were the representatives of Hong Kong!
Li Fengcheng and Huo Sheng's faces were calm, and from their faces alone, nothing could be discerned.
However, if one was familiar with these two, they would notice: there were unusual fluctuations in their eyes!
Although these fluctuations were very subtle!
In other words, Li Fengcheng and Huo Sheng had also been moved by Liao Yifan's father's speech!
"Master He, what do you think?"
Li Fengcheng and Huo Sheng, two old foxes, clearly would not express their opinions publicly without full confidence.
Instead, they looked at He Chongxu and asked.
He Chongxu actually felt very dismissive of Liao Yifan's father's speech in his heart.
Whether it was the Li family or the Liao family, they were all natives of Hong Kong, and they had feelings for Hong Kong, but He Chongxu had no feelings!
Hong Kong was merely a place for He Chongxu to cultivate.
What did reputation or dignity have to do with He Chongxu?
When he went into seclusion to cultivate, others wouldn't mock him.
However, He Chongxu had other plans.
He had spent 6.5 billion to redeem the Immortal Daoist Robe, a sum that almost cost him half his life. He had to earn it back!
And he had to earn it back double!
But where would he earn it back from?
He couldn't possibly earn it back by reading fortunes, doing divination, or Feng Shui appraisals, could he?
That would take ages!
The only opportunity was to gamble big!
Go all in!
So, He Chongxu suddenly raised his eyelids, forced himself to stand up from the ground, and said, "Although I am not a native of Hong Kong, I have been cultivating in Hong Kong for many years, and I have long been connected with Hong Kong's spirit and luck! If Hong Kong prospers, I prosper; if Hong Kong declines, I decline!"
"If Mr. Li and Mr. Huo have any methods to restore Hong Kong's dignity and luck, please tell me."
"I, He Chongxu, will not shirk my responsibilities and will go forward without hesitation!"
"Good!" He Chongxu's statement instantly won thunderous applause from the crowd.
Seeing this, Li Fengcheng and Huo Sheng exchanged glances and publicly declared, "Then we'll listen to everyone. For Hong Kong, let's fight to the death!"
"As for the method, it's simple. That is to invite this friend to a rematch!"
"We will advertise this to the world, invite friends from all over, and even invite people from the capital to be witnesses!"
"Each side will send one person, and the winner takes all!"
"If you win, we will pay all the debts as agreed; if we win, all the debts from today will be wiped clean!"
"We ask, do you dare!"
Li Fengcheng's gaze was piercing as he looked at Ying Chen and asked loudly.
The aura of the king of Hong Kong was fully displayed.
He instantly united the spirit of everyone present, and they all looked at Ying Chen in unison.
"Dare you!"
"Dare you!"
The crowd repeated in unison, pressing him with overwhelming force!
The synchronized and grand sound almost blew off the roof of the venue!
Ying Chen remained silent for a long time.
Just as everyone thought Ying Chen was intimidated by the terrifying atmosphere, they heard Ying Chen say slowly, "Whether I dare or not, let's not talk about it yet."
"First, you answer me: Who gave you the right to negotiate terms with me!"