"Heh, once Lin Mo loses, I reckon everyone in the Liao Family will blame him," Dan Wen said with a sudden laugh.
Almost everyone had already concluded that Lin Mo would lose to Mr. Hu.
"Mr. Lin, please," Liao Zhiping clasped his hands together, then, with Liao Ke's support, returned to his chair.
Now, only Lin Mo and Mr. Hu remained in the arena.
"Please," Mr. Hu gestured invitingly, then promptly began to select a raw stone.
Lin Mo glanced around and picked out a stone roughly the size of a baby's head, the whole process taking only a few seconds.
Mr. Hu was momentarily stunned.
So were the others.
Hei Xiong, Black Panther, Chairman Fang, Shan Xiongjie, Dan Wen, and others looked wooden-faced.
The members of the Liao Family nearly exploded in anger, Liao Zhiping slightly furrowing his brows.
Choosing a raw stone required observing its color, shape, density, and many other factors, relying on one's experience to make judgments.
