Looking at the stone Song Changsheng had chosen, a flicker of disdain crossed Chen Menglong's eyes. "You're really getting worse with age. I'd advise you to just hand over the Jade Exquisite Pagoda now and save us all some time."
Chen Menglong was brimming with confidence. The man he'd brought along possessed a special stone-gambling technique and had never once returned empty-handed.
His opponent, on the other hand, was notorious for losing money. Ever since the Black Market had started its stone-gambling business, the man had never once turned a profit. 'There's no way I can lose.'
Besides, he had chosen his three stones from the most expensive batch, spending nearly one hundred thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones. His opponent, in contrast, had only spent a paltry forty thousand.
The quality of their respective stones wasn't even in the same league.
