Nathan Humphrey watched their expressions and couldn't help but let out a cold laugh, "I say you guys might as well directly admit defeat; why bother cutting? It's a waste of time."
"To actually dare to cut such a lousy stone, you've got some nerve."
"Even if something does come out of it, could it possibly compare to Nathan's piece of Blaire Jensen?"
"Overestimating yourselves."
Several wealthy second-generation kids echoed the sentiment, but Greg Jensen paid them no mind, his eyes fixated on the stone in front of him, silent.
This was his first official use of the Mind Soil Technique, and he wanted to see the results for himself, to find out what kind of jade this large stone might yield.
Louisa Burley's heart was in her throat, and she couldn't help but grasp Greg Jensen's hand again.
Greg's heart skipped a beat, and turning his head, he saw the woman beside him looking his way, a radiant smile blooming on her gentle face.
