Yang Wen, standing nearby, saw Zhong Zifan's expression and, taking pity on him, couldn't help but speak up and console:
"Xiao Zhong, in stone gambling, as much as there is an increase, there is a collapse, otherwise there wouldn't be sayings like 'even immortals struggle to discern an inch of jade'. There's no need to take it so hard. Although this piece of raw material has collapsed, the previous piece of Sand Hole increased in value, right? With one rise and one fall, there's a fifty percent chance of either outcome. Such a result is already not bad!"
"That's right, Miss Huo managed to gamble on a piece of Sand Hole and uncovered a piece of gold-threaded jadeite worth twenty million. With such an accomplishment, even if you go out and talk about it, you definitely wouldn't lose face!"
