"Sigh, Lady Luck is smiling on me!" Wang Xian sighed softly as he taunted. In just a few cuts, he cut out a piece of supreme-class bloodstone from it completely.
It was worth at least five million dollars.
Lan Qingyue and Lan Quanfeng stared dumbfoundedly at the jade stone in Wang Xian's hand with their mouths agape.
His luck is way too good, isn't it?
Madam Zhou and the rest of the people stared at Wang Xian, stunned as their expressions gradually turned nasty.
"It's too early to be happy!" Madam Zhou scorned at Wang Xian coldly.
"Let's continue!"
Wang Xian tossed the jade stone in his hand to Mo Qinglong before he picked up the stone that was the size of a head.
"This is the third one. He is not going to have a huge gain, is he?"
"How can he have such good luck? Even a master cannot guarantee he could double or triple the investment for all the stones in three consecutive rounds!"
