Zhang Cheng's face turned green.
Damn, how is this possible?
How can the raw gemstone I carefully selected be inferior to one he picked at random?
Could it be, is this thing really just about luck?
Zhang Cheng's bafflement was shared by the onlooking crowd.
"What kind of damn luck is this, it's making my heart condition act up."
"I've painstakingly studied gemstone gambling for over a decade, and yet, it's no match for someone randomly picking a stone, how is this fair?"
"Could he be pretending, not actually a novice at all?"
These regulars at gemstone gambling didn't believe in luck at all.
And Ye Fei's consecutive correct guesses on two raw stones made them suspect that he was actually a gemstone gambling expert, just putting on a show for them.
Ye Fei, who had already made a tidy sum, didn't need Zhang Cheng's prodding and took the initiative to taunt, "Shall we compare again?"
Zhang Cheng was livid, consecutive failures had made him lose all face.
