Chapter 0870: The Emerald King

Ye Wudao had been polishing and cutting for half an hour when everyone began to wonder if this guy was actually planning to grind a piece of worthless rock into powder. Finally, they saw Ye Wudao cease his tormenting activity.

"Sir, do you need our help?" The cutting master was clueless about what Ye Wudao was up to, but as soon as he stopped, he approached and inquired.

"No need, I've finished cutting."

While resting, Ye Wudao casually declined the kind offer. To the onlookers, it appeared as though Ye Wudao had given up, presuming there probably wouldn't be anything valuable left inside the seemingly worthless stone.

Ye Wudao caught his breath, set down the small cutter he held, then shook his numb arms. He grabbed a hose from the side and began to wash the stone thoroughly.