C529 It Was a Coincidence That He Met Xia Lingmo

The piece of raw stone Zhao Sanjin chose wasn't small, but it was as white as snow outside. It was like a person who had fallen sick and couldn't recover. It made most of the onlookers look down on this piece of raw stone.

"I think Little Brother should choose again. " Even the boss could not help but laugh bitterly and kindly dissuade him