"What's worthless? This Stone is worth five million, do you all even know what you're looking at?"
Chengcheng's words made Lin Xiaoqi feel as if someone had stepped on her tail; her big eyes glared, and she confronted Chengcheng.
"Chengcheng... you are really being too rude, hurry up and apologize to them."
Although Feng Youxiang also noticed the poor quality of Chen Feng's jade stone, he had cultivated his manners over decades and would not criticize it in front of others, even if it wasn't good.
"I will not apologize. This jade stone is simply not good, not even as much as the scraps from ordinary jade stones. Not to mention that my grandfather has already 'retired his blade,' even if he hadn't, he wouldn't help you create anything." Chengcheng said, feeling wronged.
