"Baldy, don't just focus on being happy, how much is this Dragon Stone-type worth?" Shao Ming was anxious.
It was happy news to have the value increased, but the most important thing was that he didn't know how much the Dragon Stone-type was worth; without a price, he couldn't understand its real value.
Baldy glared at Shao Ming, "You're speaking foolishness. Is this about money? Look at the Dragon Stone-type, the Emperor Green has to bow down in front of it. A Dragon Stone-type like this, rarely seen in hundreds of years, and such a large piece too. Just think, after we finish removing the surrounding Emperor Green! The remaining piece alone must be at least ten kilograms, oh my, I'm dying."
Shao Ming's eyes bulged, "Give me a straight answer. How much is it worth?"
The people around couldn't bear to interrupt Baldy's crying; not just Baldy, anyone who came across this would cry.
The heavens really are blind.
