Dongfang Honghong was also dumbfounded, then smiled faintly. She raised an eyebrow and looked toward Li Si on the side, and seeing that he was about to sneak away, she raised her voice and said, "Hey, where is the person who made the bet just now?"
Yan Sijun looked as though he had been scared out of his wits. This luck is too good, right? Visually judging, it was a good piece of raw material; otherwise, the crowd wouldn't be wearing expressions like that.
The people who managed to gather around mostly loved watching the excitement, and they usually disliked Li Si's character, so seeing this, they couldn't help joining in the jeers.
"Li Si, where are you going? The bet isn't even finished yet."
"Exactly! Good stuff has come out and only then are you leaving—too late, humph."
"The monk can run, but the temple can't run away. If you leave, we can just take whatever stone mines are in your shop."
There were sarcastic remarks, there were mocking laughter, and there were also shouts of incitement.
For a moment, Li Si's face turned crimson, while the onlookers deliberately blocked him in the center, making it impossible for him to leave even if he wanted to.
Fat San carefully cut out that piece of stone mine, his eyes flashing with an excited light, his entire hands trembling slightly.
The crowd cried out, "God, it's Vajra Stone, the rarest material in the weapon-crafting world!"
Although it was a priceless Vajra Stone, he still handed it without hesitation into the little one's hands, saying eagerly, "Little doll, your Vajra Stone, make sure you put it away properly."
Fat San's mood was extremely excited. He had finally cut out a good piece of raw material in his family's shop, his inner heart