The old man indeed was not exaggerating.
He skillfully manipulated the stone-cutting machine, and in no time, reduced the size of the raw stone significantly.
However, just as he intended to continue cutting, he raised an eyebrow and froze.
"What's wrong? Why did the old man stop?"
Someone, noting the old man's abrupt pause, asked in confusion.
"I don't know, he just suddenly stopped. Did something go wrong?"
Someone next to him replied immediately.
"Don't speak. It seems that jade flesh is emerging from that stone. And it should be something valuable!"
Someone with keen eyesight stared intently at the rough stone beside the cutting machine, speaking with a bit of excitement.
"How could this be, how could this be! How can such a thing exist in this world."
Finally, the old man fixed his gaze on the stone in front of him, muttering to himself.
Yang Yan, on the other hand, smiled triumphantly:
