My family is a prominent jade family, but by the time it reached my generation and my brother's, the decline was already evident.

In order to make one last desperate attempt at the Burmese public jade market, the family borrowed 1 billion yuan, but it was all in vain.

I am my father's illegitimate child, and my half-brother, Ning Wenyan, who has a different mother, is ten years older than me. I was raised in a custom-made iron cage since childhood.

In my memory, even the right to go to school was exchanged for a high-quality 36 million yuan ice-blue floating-flower jade that I gambled for.

However, they all say that it was my merciful brother who opened this stone, allowing me, a liar and a wolf in sheep's clothing, to go to school.

This time, at the final gamble, everyone in the family spared no effort to go to the Y province public jade market in the hopes of grasping the last glimmer of hope.

We were assigned to search the entire venue for raw stones that might see a significant increase in value.

As I looked at the raw stones of various shapes and colors before me, a severe headache struck me, and the memories of another "me" forcefully invaded my mind.

It turns out that I had already died once.

In my previous life, on the last day of the public jade market, I faced the contemptuous gaze of everyone and the pressure from the family, but I chose an unpromising raw stone and eventually extracted a 1.24 billion yuan worth of dragon stone seed jade.

I easily cleared the debts and saved the family from the brink of bankruptcy.

I thought this would be the beginning of my freedom, but little did I know it was the prelude to my death.

I was trapped in a hotel room, my mouth stuffed with cloth, my eyes blindfolded with black fabric, my limbs broken, and my tendons severed, and then sent back to the iron cage.

In excruciating pain, my consciousness blurred, I heard them discussing how to extract my marrow and devour me completely.

"What the Young Master said is very likely true. Everyone, think about what happened before with this kid."

"He has always been an ungrateful wolf in sheep's clothing. That's how impure his bloodline is."

"We absolutely cannot let him grow any further."

"The Young Master is the better choice."

"So, let's vote now. All in favor, raise your hands."

I couldn't see the voting situation.

All I felt were the pinpricks piercing my skin, and the ice-cold liquid flowing in, gradually numbing my body.

When I woke up, my eyeballs had been gouged out, and I lay on the ground, staring at the iron cage ceiling with empty eye sockets.

My brother, who had completed the transplantation surgery, stood outside the iron cage and advised me kindly, "Ayun, you've had a tough life. Rest in peace. I'll make good use of these eyes for you."

I was furious but unable to move, and in the end, I bled to death in the basement.

When I woke up again, I found myself back on the last day of the public jade market.

This time, under the expectant gaze of my parents, I gave up the surface-black, scarred dragon stone and chose a nearby raw stone with excellent appearance, revealing a surface of high-quality ice-green jade. This was a piece of raw stone that several jewelers had high hopes for.

But in my eyes, this raw stone didn't absorb the surface's green color, and its interior wasn't high-quality ice jade either. It was just a mass of bean-sized material on the verge of becoming worthless, densely covered in black moss and white cotton. Moreover, this stone weighed over 200 kilograms, and buying it would consume all of the family's scraped-together funds.

Ning Wenyan leaned close to the family head and whispered something in his ear, causing a glimmer of light to flash in the family head's eyes.

"Ayun's eye for quality has always been top-notch." The family head's unwavering tone dispelled the last trace of doubt.