Lin Chen held the rough stone in his hand, carefully polishing it.
Seeing Lin Chen's actions, many people couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Does this guy really think he's holding a treasure in his hands?"
"I think this guy is crazy about money."
Just then, suddenly someone shouted, "Quick, look! It's turning green."
"What?" Everyone was startled, and all eyes were focused on the jade in Lin Chen's hand.
"Damn, that piece of jade seems to be ice type, this guy's luck is too good!"
Peng Yu was about to mock Lin Chen, but unexpectedly, jade really appeared.
"Young man, I'll offer two hundred thousand for this piece of jade," an elderly man hastily said.
"Two hundred thousand? Hu, you're fooling people. If it's Full Jade, it should be worth a million," said a young man at that moment.
"Young man, I offer five hundred thousand. Sell this rough stone to me," the young man said.
