"Master, please continue grinding."
The stonecutter, no longer daring to be negligent, resumed grinding the stone. The surrounding crowd held their breath, eager to see how much jade would emerge from this unassuming rock.
More than ten minutes passed. When the stonecutter held up the jade, now crystalline after being washed with water, he looked at Chen Xuan with a trace of astonishment. It was rare indeed for the cheapest piece of raw material to yield a jade the size of a fist.
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