The news of a kid betting 100 million with the street stall owner followed suit, and spread all over the venue, and everyone couldn't help but watch.

Everyone above the second floor poked their heads out, looking down to see the excitement.

Kelven whispered a few words to Tiago, Kelven nodded, and called a skilled master over.

"Cut!" The gamblers blushed and were extremely excited.

The stall owner took out a stone, and the master moved neatly, opened the stone, and cut the whole stone in a few strokes.

Sure enough, there was nothing, no jade scum.

"Hey— bad luck!" someone said.

"This is the first piece, what's the rush? This stall costs twenty or thirty stones!"