"Useless, why did they even bother coming?"
The middle-aged shareholder's brow furrowed even deeper.
As some had said, Old Master Zhong might be in good physical health, but his mind had become muddled.
Even Miss Zhiwan of the Zhong Family, who had no right to attend a high-level shareholder meeting, being allowed in; how could they let a stranger participate?
The middle-aged shareholder spoke up again, "Uncle Zhong, the most important thing right now is to find the Ten Directions Realm, or to invite another master carver."
However, he only made this latter suggestion casually.
The master carver from fifty years ago had ancestral skills, enabling him to carve eighty-eight Buddhas on a raw jadeite stone as tall as a person.
But now that master carver was no longer with us, and the only ones who had reached the pinnacle in carving were the older generation of artists.
Yet it was impossible for them, with their physical strength, to carve another Ten Directions Realm.
