She doesn't want to pretend anymore

"It's cracked all the way through. It's going to be hard to take off the bracelet now."

After slicing it again, everyone discovered the problem.

"Ah, this water is good, but the cracks are so fatal, what a pity."

"After this one, there are still some small cracks around it. It won't work as a bracelet. I can only carve beads or a plaque out of it."

The person who was originally eager to try and raised the price to three thousand suddenly changed his mind.

"This material is not worth even 10 million. I'll take 5 million."

"Five million is more than enough. There might be space for bracelets from two of the pieces. Although there are fewer pieces, it's better than nothing. I'll give you six million."

"Are you guys too disrespectful? I'm offering eight million. I'm attracted by the ice type and blue water. I can take it back and make it into a decoration."

The highest bid everyone made was 9.2 million, a price that almost made Chongzhi vomit blood.

Nine million, two hundred thousand plus nine million, eight hundred thousand plus six million equals twenty-five million.

It’s less than 30 million. Although the overall value has increased, it has only increased by 5 million. It would be strange if Chongzhi looked happy.

Manshu's material could easily defeat him.

Because she already has 12 million.

Sure enough, the other two pieces of material totaled more than 60 million.

It would be easy to beat Chongzhi.

After the results were announced, the gambling stone king had a gloomy look on his face, while Mr. Zhu looked calm and composed.

"Congratulations, Mr. Zhu." The president's voice brought the gambling stone king back to his senses.

He also stood up and congratulated Master Zhu: "Master Zhu's vision is indeed good. The disciples he accepted are more powerful than the last."

"Such a young girl has such ability. Her future is limitless."

However, Mr. Zhu heard the fear in the words of the gambling stone king.

A single tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind.

Manshu's talent revealed too early would indeed arouse jealousy.

"She just won by luck."

Chongzhi stood up at this time and looked at Manshu: "You did it, didn't you?"

He couldn't believe that he would lose, and lose so badly.

It was obvious that the pieces of material she bought were of average quality, but the price of each piece increased greatly after they were opened.

And I snatched the material that she focused on in her notebook, but ended up failing miserably?

This was a trap set for him by Manshu, and Chongzhi firmly believed it.

"You deliberately harmed me. Did you know that I would find a way to get your notebook?"

Facing Chongzhi's accusation, Manshu pretended to be surprised: "Is there such a thing?"

"How could I not know that Mr. Chongzhi would steal my notebook instead of choosing his own wool carefully."

"Do you subconsciously think that the wool I select is better than the one you choose?"

"Or, Mr. Chongzhi doesn't have any confidence in himself?"

"Then you have been gambling on stones for nothing all these years."

Manshu's words were not polite at all.

Chongzhi's face turned pale and blue.

"By the way, Mr. Chongzhi, have you always preferred other people's things and have no opinions of your own?"

"Who told you that others' is the best?"

"I like to write and draw in my notebook. It's not necessarily what I record that I like."

Chongzhi raised his head: "Sure enough, you knew I would do it!"

Manshu really wanted to slap him to wake him up.

"You let someone steal my notebook, and you still think you're right?"