"The stone hasn't even been cut open yet, how can you be so sure it won't yield anything?"
Upon hearing the middle-aged man's words, Mo Wangchen wasn't angry; instead, he smiled and asked.
"Ha, kid, you're really confident. It's your first time gambling on stones, and you think you can get something out of it? Aren't you taking stone gambling too lightly?"
The middle-aged man couldn't help but laugh and continued, "It's not just you; even the Wang Family's old ancestor, the former King of Gambling Stone in Yu City, couldn't get anything his first time gambling on stones. He was the founder of Source Technique, and even he didn't have such luck, let alone you."
"Since you're so sure, dare to make a bet with me?" Mo Wangchen smiled and asked.
"It's not just one bet; we can bet a few rounds." The middle-aged man puffed up his chest.
Although he didn't understand Source Technique, he was confident in his stone gambling experience over the years.
