Ding Yifan didn't think he would lose, as Chen Wei was merely putting on an act.
But if he was simply declared the loser, Chen Wei definitely wouldn't accept it, so the vendor had to slice the two rough stones open to convince Chen Wei of his loss.
Chen Wei and Ding Yifan together had spent less than a thousand yuan, but since it was the vendor's first day of business, and there was a spectacle to witness, the kind-hearted vendor decided to cut the rough stones for them free of charge.
"Beauty, he's bound to lose. Where do you want to go afterward? I'll take you there. I know this place like the back of my hand, I grew up here. Whatever you want to eat or buy, just ask me," Ding Yifan approached Su Yumei and patted his chest, trying to prove his usefulness.
Su Yumei didn't respond and kept her eyes fixed on the rumbling cutting machine that had started up, while subtly stepping aside to maintain a distance from Ding Yifan.