"You seem to know quite a bit, even this," Mu Cheng said to Ling Baobao with admiration.
"Cut the crap, last ti I almost lost my pants. If it weren’t for coming here and chipping away at stones for a month, I would have starved to death long ago. How could I not know?" ntioning this, Ling Baobao displayed a face full of misery.
The other gamblers also showed more or less a look of desolation. Many of them had similar experiences. After losing all their family wealth, they had to co here to do hard labor. The pay from the Yuan Family was low, too low to dare to go ho. So they placed their hopes on the Stone Tasting Conference, gambling over and over, only to end up more miserable in the end.
Mu Hanyan glanced at Yuan Tianbo, not knowing who ca up with the idea of the Stone Tasting Conference. It was truly sinister. She was fortunate to have discovered the existence of Little Pond City early. Otherwise, if they continued to run their business so heartlessly, it would inevitably pose a huge threat to the Mu Family.
After her disturbance, the Stone Tasting Conference should be over now. However, with a teorite Gold Mine like this, the Yuan Family could rise to power any day now. Was there a way to take over this mine? Mu Hanyan started thinking hard.
But, after much thought, she couldn’t co up with a good plan.
If it were simply a matter of strength, they could bully Yuan Tianbo with just a flick of a finger, but taking soone else’s property was not so simple.
"Alright, we’re here," Yuan Tianbo stopped.
"You just ntioned a big gamble, how do we bet?" Mu Hanyan collected her thoughts and asked Yuan Tianbo.
"It’s simple, you’ve seen for yourself. This is our Yuan Family’s teorite Gold Veins, see these raw stones?" Yuan Tianbo pointed to the pile of teorite Gold Ore and said to Mu Hanyan, "You’re lucky, right? Then let’s see just how good your luck really is. I’ll give you ten chances. If you can pick out the real teorite Gold from these raw stones every single ti, the veins are yours!"
Speaking the last sentence, Yuan Tianbo seed to use all his strength.
"What, even the veins are up for stake!" The crowd around gasped in unison. They knew it was going to be a big gamble, but they never imagined it would be this big.
Out of everyone there, only Yao Guangcheng knew Yuan Tianbo’s predicant.
The mine was too costly to operate and was already running at a loss. It had only recently co back to life thanks to the Stone Tasting Conference. With Mu Hanyan causing this commotion, the conference certainly couldn’t continue. The mine would revert to its forr state. Rather than letting Mu Hanyan continue to win and essentially boil them like a frog in warm water, stripping them of their foundations, Yuan Tianbo decided it was better to just take the risk. Losing would be a relief, but if he won... what could be the benefit? Yao Guangcheng hadn’t thought of that yet.
"Oh, and what if I lose?" Mu Hanyan was pondering how to snatch away the teorite Gold Mine and cut off the Yuan Family’s finances when Yuan Tianbo took the initiative to offer it.
However, no matter how the Yuan Family was running the mine and whether it could make money or not, its inherent value was still imasurable. She definitely couldn’t put up an equivalent bet.
The Mu Family could afford it, but luck was genuinely too elusive – one mont it’s Heaven, the next it’s Hell. Even Mu Hanyan couldn’t guarantee that she would pick the right stone every ti. The Mu Family could afford it, but they wouldn’t let her take the risk.
"If you lose, you leave. You’re forbidden from setting foot in Little Pond City ever again. And, leave the chest that he is carrying," Yuan Tianbo said, pointing at Mu Cheng.
Since it was all or nothing, the greed that Yuan Tianbo had barely suppressed began to resurface.
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