Elder Hei was intently carving the stone in the room, and by the time he had completely finished, the sky was already fully dark. He looked at the piece of Fortune, Prosperity, and Longevity Tricolor in front of him and really wanted to vomit a mouthful of old blood onto it. How could a fine piece of jade just have a section blandly cut off? Although the remaining part still had three colors, the proportion of green had reduced a lot, and the price couldn't compare.
Even with a section cut off, its price was immeasurable.
"Luo Qianqian, if not for Old Man Kong's student, I really would have liked to take you under my wing," Elder Hei shook his head helplessly, his face filled with bitterness. He hadn't yet developed a hobby of snatching away disciples that others had already accepted.
