Thinking of how this man would be cursed after buying this raw material, Su Qingqing's rage instantly dissipated.
However, she also knew that she couldn't show her feelings too obviously; if she did, the middle-aged man would definitely suspect something.
Thus, she raised her eyebrows and gave the middle-aged man a cold look, speaking with a hint of anger,
"Since you insist on snatching this raw material from me, I won't compete with you for it. Go on and pay for it, this piece is worth at least five hundred thousand. I want to see if you, appearing out of nowhere, truly fancy this stone, or are just trying to pick a fight!"
The middle-aged man also seemed stunned at the figure of five hundred thousand. He had just recently gotten involved in stone gambling and, although he knew the rules of the trade, he hadn't really paid much attention to them.
