"Just as I thought. It's one large Rough Stone."
Dongfang Ting no longer needed to look at the Treasure Crystal that had yet to be taken out. His tone was mild, but his expression held a faint sneer. "I'm curious what possessed you to spend five hundred million Low-Grade Spirit Stones on a piece of worthless Rough Stone."
Zuo Hong's hands trembled. His eyes were red.
Zuo Yichuan closed his eyes, at a loss for words.
"Ah!"
Only Lin Zhang let out a heavy sigh. He looked at Qin Hao, wanting to speak but stopping himself.
An uproar swept through the crowd.
Quite a few people wore mocking smiles.
As they saw it, Dongfang Ting had made it perfectly clear that this Rough Stone could not possibly rise in value, yet Qin Hao had still bid for it.
How foolish did someone have to be to do that?
Did Qin Hao actually think he was better at judging Rough Stones than Dongfang Ting?
He could think as highly of himself as he liked. Reality would still slap him hard across the face!
"Take out the Treasure Crystal."
Qin Hao seemed not to notice the mocking looks. His voice was calm, and he remained composed.
A crushing loss?
Was that possible?
He had had his eye on this Rough Stone from the start.
After making Su Song cough up blood in anger, Qin Hao had sensed the Rough Stone a second time.
And he had judged its Life Aura against the Black Ancient Stone.
The Black Ancient Stone... was the first Rough Stone Qiu Yuan had opened that had soared in value. It was worth forty-two million!
"You won't give up until you reach the Yellow River." Dongfang Ting shook his head again. He had written Qin Hao off completely.
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