Chi Shuyan finished admiring Yang Zhaoning's twisted face and how the latter almost puked blood. She deliberately said, "Miss Yang, thank you so much. If it wasn't for you earlier, I wouldn't have gambled on this supreme-grade imperial jade!"
As soon as Chi Shuyan finished speaking, Yang Zhaoning directly spat out a mouthful of blood. She looked at the pure green again, before her eyes rolled back and she fainted from anger.
Zhang Feng reacted quickly and hurriedly supported her. His face wasn't any better than Yang Zhaoning's. He thought about how this supreme-grade imperial jade might have originally belonged to them, but that idiot, Yang Zhaoning, just had to give it away.