Sighs of resignation echoed around them. As gamblers, they certainly put more faith in luck. Yuan Tianbo could see it, and so could they; they also realized that Mu Hanyan’s good fortune was likely at its end.
Wu Qiuyun, Yan Yuchu, and the others also secretly felt regret. Although losing a few broken chests amounted to little, just as they were about to claim victory, they fell short at the last hurdle, which was still a bit hard to swallow.
"Mu Hanyan, you’ve had all the advantages before, but this ti, it’s finally my turn, Yuan Tianbo, to exhale and raise my eyebrows with pride," Yuan Tianbo said arrogantly, emboldened by the sighs of pity from around him.
"Is that so? I’m afraid you’re going to be disappointed again," Mu Hanyan said, a relaxed smile appearing on his face as he quickly walked toward a pile of raw stones. He reached out and casually picked up a stone about the size of a fist from the scattered heap, examining it closely.
The pile of rubble was clearly the edge waste from mining raw ore. Judging by the thick moss that had grown underneath, it must have been neglected for many years. But what could Mu Hanyan have possibly discovered?
However, following Mu Hanyan’s gaze, the heartbeats of many quickened.
"Lucky, aren’t you? To think that a piece of Red Cloud Stone like this would go unnoticed," Mu Hanyan remarked, holding the stone while wiping away the green moss, clicking his tongue in admiration.
On one side of the stone in his hand, the edge revealed a rosy light resembling a fiery cloud. It was indeed a Red Cloud Stone.
"My God, how could a ready-made Red Cloud Stone go unseen? Are these people blind?" Outcries arose once again amongst the crowd.
Although the quality of this Red Cloud Stone, which had revealed itself without being refined, was extrely poor—indeed, even inferior to the lowest grade Illusion Jade—it did corroborate the fact that Mu Hanyan’s luck was getting worse. However, teorite Gold was still teorite Gold, and no one could deny that fact.
He found a teorite Gold Stone without even needing to refine it! Had Mu Hanyan’s good luck really run out, or did it seem to be getting even better?
"It’s... over..." Watching the Red Cloud Stone in Mu Hanyan’s hand, Yuan Tianbo felt all his strength draining away in an instant, his legs gave out, and he collapsed to the ground.
The teorite Gold Veins of the Yuan Family were different from those found in the Exotic Beast Valley; they needed to be refined to reveal their true quality, which made them much more valuable. In the over ten years since the Yuan Family had discovered the teorite Gold Mine, not a single piece of low-grade teorite Gold had been found exposed like this. Perhaps the piece in Mu Hanyan’s hands was the only one.
It was precisely for this reason that even the Swordsn in charge of the mining had missed it, but Mu Hanyan had noticed it at a glance.
"Who, who exactly mined this Red Cloud Stone? Do they have eyes on the top of their heads? Daring to trick , actually daring to trick , I’m going to kill them, I will kill them!" Yuan Tianbo shouted furiously as he jumped to his feet, his eyes bloodshot.
"Young master, it seems that you were the one who mined it, and then casually threw it here," Yao Guangcheng said cautiously.
"What, myself!" Yuan Tianbo was stunned. Upon hearing Yao Guangcheng’s words, he suddenly rembered that indeed, it was him who had playfully mined it when he whimsically visited the mine several years ago.
It must be said that although Red Cloud Stone in itself was of a higher grade than Illusion Jade, the quality of teorite Gold that ford without being refined was extrely poor, and not worth much. Thus, Yuan Tianbo casually threw it away, not expecting that in the end, it would be to Mu Hanyan’s advantage, becoming the final straw that broke him.
The one who had dug his own grave turned out to be none other than himself. Yuan Tianbo was simultaneously angry and annoyed, thoroughly filled with dismay to the point of almost spewing out blood with a bitter taste in his throat.
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