Ma Qizhi glanced back at Tang Feng, a cold smirk appearing at the corner of his mouth.
He had originally been quite wary of Tang Feng since the man had accurately judged the weight of the jade in that piece of raw material, a skill virtually unheard of.
Since the beginning of the competition, he had felt immense pressure.
But he hadn't expected this upstart to become so cocky.
Without even looking, he had casually picked two pieces of material, practically begging for failure.
This allowed him to relax completely and continue picking raw stones at a leisurely pace.
At this time, quite a few people had gathered around, asking him to teach them the tricks of selecting raw stones.
In a good mood now, Ma Qizhi was more than willing to share some of his experience and expertise with everyone.
