Desmond Draper was a connoisseur, so he knew some prices couldn't be named casually.
He studied the raw stone. The mossy patterns on its surface were clear, which should have indicated a promising piece.
But a piece this large would start at a million, at least. If his judgment was off, he'd become the industry's biggest laughingstock.
Seeing Desmond Draper hesitate, Ivy Holden went over and touched the stone.
She hadn't studied jade much, so she naturally couldn't tell anything by touch. However, she suddenly remembered a short video she'd scrolled past where someone mentioned identifying jade by its sound. She wondered if it was accurate.
She let go of the large stone and walked over to a pile of smaller ones. These fist-sized stones were heaped in a corner, likely freebies the vendor had brought along as a gesture of goodwill.
Ivy Holden glanced around and spotted a brass pipe bowl nearby, which she picked up.
"Huh?" The Zanthosian vendor looked at Ivy Holden, confused.
