Master Zhao's lips trembled even more violently, cold sweat continued to stream down his face, and his complexion grew deathly pale, looking as if he had smeared a layer of flour on it.
He nearly lost control of his legs and knelt down then and there.
He really regretted it now.
Why did he have to bet with Xia Ningxing!
Why did he harbor crooked thoughts!
If he hadn't thought about cheating someone then, he wouldn't be in the position of having cheated himself now.
After all, whether green would emerge from the rough stone was not within an appraiser's control, an appraiser merely plays a guiding role, and if nothing turned up in the end, the buyer wouldn't blame the appraiser.
But as it happened... his attempt to steal a chicken ended up losing the rice instead!
"You swindler, pay up now!" The second grandfather, having snapped to his senses, furiously directed all his anger towards him.
He also gave Xia Ningxing a quick, secret thumbs up.
