Since everyone is so interested, Xi Rubao simply stood in the hall to watch, to see what was so special about these two basin-sized stones.
But before she could steady herself, someone shoved her aside: "Move aside, move aside, don't let the shabby smell of country folk contaminate my jade!"
Xi Rubao stumbled from the push, furious: "...Who the hell is barking here!"
Upon seeing it was the imperious Chu Qiaoen, she became even angrier.
"You keep saying us country folks are polluting the air of the Empire, do you live in a vacuum or something? Picky and pretentious much?"
Chu Qiaoen, on seeing Xi Rubao, also flew into a rage: "So it's you, the poor ghost pretending to be rich, bidding against us in VIP Room 1?! It's laughable, someone who can only afford a 10,000 yuan broken stone, who gave you the courage to snatch treasures from me? Can you come up with a million in cash!"
Xi Rubao: "..."
