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Guh Siqing's face was a palette of colours at this moment, still reeling from the shock Gu Yelin had delivered, and then shattered by the devastating news about the inferior jade. Her gaze darkened as she stared at the chaotic pile of waste on the table, breathing fiercely a few times.
"Miss Second, calm yourself," Ah Chen whispered to her, "Even if you lose your bet, An Yiqing might not win. Don't forget, she doesn't have any special abilities."
These words lit a spark in Guh Siqing's eyes, and she quickly turned her head toward Zhang Yuksheng, only to see that the cut surface of the rough stone he was holding was still a blinding white, showing no signs of green.
With a cold smile, Guh Siqing felt no hint of jade fluctuation from that rough stone. An Yiqing was sure to fail!
Just as Guh Siqing was sneering, Zhang Yuksheng changed the abrasive wheel on the Stone-Cutting Machine and began to polish meticulously, bit by bit.
