Fang Junxiang was just about to take action, but it was already too late.
On the stage, the first piece of raw stone to be appraised was the one chosen by Wang Ye.
Since Wang Ye was the winner of the previous round, he was ranked first for this round of appraisal.
At this moment, the attention of everyone present was focused on that fist-sized stone.
"Just a tiny shabby stone, how much can it be worth? Has Wang Ye lost his mind?"
"Yeah, he seemed pretty smart before, how could he drop the ball at the crucial moment?"
"Alas, what a pity, he's finished this time."
Amidst the murmuring of the crowd, the cutting machine set up on the stage had already sliced open the raw stone.
A corner of the raw stone was cut to create a window, through which the inside of the stone could be seen.
Facing that small stone, none of the three judges were interested in appraising it.
In the end, it was a judge with less experience who reluctantly took a glance.
