After the cut surface was cleaned, Zhuoqing's face showed deep disdain as he casually threw the two pieces of stone onto the ground.
"Master Qin, what do you have to say now? The stone has been split in two, and it's still a stone heart; if this isn't waste, what is? Do you still insist on what you said earlier?"
"Master Hu, there's no need to stoop to the level of such unprofessional competitors. Let's continue with the stone gambling."
A Gambling Stone Master on good terms with Zhuoqing said with a smile.
"Master Qin, Master Hu is a Gambling Stone Master praised by the Stone King himself. If he says it's waste, then it must be waste! Please stop finding faults."
Master Jiang was also getting upset; he didn't know that Qin Yu was the owner of Exhibition Hall 52 and decisively sided with Zhuoqing.
"Oh? Master Hu, is that so? If you say it's waste, then it must be waste? Do you still remember what happened just now?" Qin Yu suddenly grinned.
