Just as Su Ziyi had said, Pine Cone, mist, and such—even if one does not fully understand—Sui Yi felt that this thin layer of light green on the surface of the small stone she was observing looked like a diffusion of greenery. Although there were quite a few black spots that made one feel sick, it was distinctive from other stones.
"That Pine Cone in your hand isn't bad... If you don't want it, can I take a look, how about it?" A middle-aged man squatting nearby looked at the stone in Sui Yi's hand, his eyes shining.
Sui Yi glanced at him, "Wait till I'm done looking."
"Sure!" After all, there were rules in the Gambling Stones industry; you can't fight over someone else's stone before they're finished or try to snatch it away, otherwise people within the industry would collectively despise you.
Clearly, this middle-aged man was from the industry.