Gambling on stones is like gambling with life. In that moment, the sentiment of 'becoming wealthy overnight' had manifested in the hearts of these few men, as they intently watched the cutting of the raw stone.
The air instantly turned tense, the crowd held their breaths, no one dared to speak loudly, all afraid to distract the stone cutter and risk damaging the precious gem inside.
Vroom.
The hum of the cutting machine was heard as the sharp blade sliced through the weathered skin of the stone, penetrating deeper.
All eyes were on them.
The few men standing nearby intensely focused on the scene.
Crack.
They've reached something inside.
No green was seen.
No jade was found.
There was a collective sigh from the crowd. The most disappointed was probably the owner of the raw stone. He had invested nearly a million to buy a stone that turned out to be practically useless, with no precious gem revealed, plus he had to pay extra for the cutting fee.
