Chapter 937
The man in his middle age fixed his gaze on Han, his expression bearing a cold stare apanied
by a smile that appeared friendly at first nce.
However, to Han, Jerome, and the others, that smile seemed as terrifying as a demon’s grin.
There was no doubt about the man’s ill intentions.
Who are you? Han inquired with a hint of caution in his voice.
Tm just an admirer, the man replied.
The middle–aged man shed a twisted smile at Han. “Well, well, Mr. Jaber, let’s y a little game,
shall we? I’m willing to bet that you won’t evene close to making it to the finals
“And here’s the deal, if I emerge victorious, you’ll owe me a little favor, like helping me eliminate
someone.
“But if, by some miracle, you manage to win, you get the pleasure of removing my head.
“How’s that for a thrilling wager? Are you gutsy enough to put it all on the line?”
As his words escaped his lips, the middle–aged man continued to stare at Han, his eyes brimming
with an unsettling aura of murderous intent.
The flickering in his gaze sent a bone–chilling chill coursing through Jerome and Jerry, freezing them in
their tracks.
Despite the absence of overtly menacing vibes, the middle–aged man’s choice of words alone sent a
wave of unease surging through Jerome and Jerry, their hairs practically standing on end. It felt as
though they were in the presence of a god of death.
Han stared back at the middle–aged man, undeterred. “And why should I engage in a bet with you?
Or rather, what gives you the audacity to challenge me to one?”
The middle–aged man seemed to anticipate Han’s response, chuckling softly as he ran his fingers
over a raw stone disyed on Han’s stall. “Well, perhaps I can’t im authority in other matters, but
when ites to stone detecting, I can outshine you any day!
“If youck the courage to bet against me, it can only mean you’re afraid of what I’m capable of
Han’s voice remained remarkablyposed as he retorted, “Nice try with the mind games, but you
won’t get under my skin. Now, kindly show yourself out.”
The middle–aged man’s expression hardened, his gaze piercingly cold. “Let me make this clear one
last time. If you don’t have the guts to bet with me, you’ll rue the day!”
Han’s resolve solidified, his unwavering attitude unyielding. “I won’t indulge in your foolish games.
I’ve made my decision, and you can take your leave. End of story.”
Han couldn’t help but scoff at the audacity of the middle–aged man.
Who did this guy think he was?
He had no interest in being anyone’s doormat.
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This despicable person wouldn’t even receive a sliver of a chance to challenge him.
Han had bigger aspirations and wouldn’t waste his time on such lowly people.
The middle–aged man’s anger red as Han rejected him. His gaze turned even colder, emanating
an unwavering intensity. “Han, how dare you refuse me?
“I don’t want to repeat myself.” Han stared into the middle–aged man’s eyes.
His gaze was firm and sharp.
With a firm resolve, the man warned, “Very well, Han. You will face the consequences for your
actions today.”
After his final re, he reached out to touch the stone in front of Han before abruptly turning away
and departing.
Han nced at the man’s retreating figure, choosing to disregard him.
It was clear that this person recognized Han and harbored a desire to challenge him through a bet.
If he won, it would be a great deal.
If he lost, he wouldn’t really lose anything.
Furthermore, he hadn’t even bothered to introduce himself, yet he expected to use Han as a mere
stepping stone to advance his own ambitions.
This was ridiculous!
“Mr. Jaber, thank goodness you didn’t fall for his bet, Jerome chimed in. “That person is a Geoist
Master.
“A Geoist Master? What the heck is that?” Han was utterly astonished.
Jerome eagerly provided an exnation, “Ah, my friend, a Geoist Master is also known as an Earth
Master!
“These folks possess a mind–boggling ability to take regr ol‘ stones and transmute them into raw
stones, which are like the ultimate gem nurseries. It’s like alchemy, turning worthless rocks into
sparkling treasures!
“And guess what? These masters aren’t just creators of gems, they’re destroyers too!
“When a Geoist Master sets their eyes on a stone they fancy, there’s no stopping them. If anyone has
the audacity to refuse, they unleash a wicked spell that transforms that raw stone, brimming with
potential gems, into nothing more than useless scrap. Talk about a power move!”
“Wait!”
Jerome’s face twisted in concern as he urgently pointed out the stones that had fallen victim to the
middle–aged man’s touch. “Mr. Jaber, check it out! Have these raw stones been turned into worthless
junk?”
When the middle–aged man left just now, his hand had touched this ce.
Jerome suspected that the middle–aged man’s actions held a deeper purpose.
Han nced downward, his eyes narrowing with an icy re.
Amongst the raw stones one that had emerald in it.
However, after being touched by the middle–aged man, the gem raw stone became an ordinary stone
without any spiritual
energy.
But after the middle–aged man’s wretched touch, that jewel now sat lifeless, stripped of its spiritual
energy like amon pebble.
“Nicely done!” Han thought.
Meanwhile, a surge of anger ignited within his heart.
He held no personal grudge against that middle–aged man, but the audacity and shamelessness of his
actions had caused undue suffering.
“Mr. Jaber, how did our precious raw stones fare?” Jerome hurriedly inquired.
In a deep,manding voice, Han responded, “One of them has been obliterated!”
Jerome and Jerry’s faces contorted in rm upon hearing the revtion. “So, what’s the n now?”
Selecting three raw stones that had emeralds in them was crucial for progressing in thepetition.
The situation looked grim. They only had three precious raw stones having emeralds in them, and one
of them was ruined, their chances of victory seemed utterly shattered.
But lo and behold, the voice of the host boomed across the venue, signaling the start of the second
round. “Alright, folks, take your seats and brace yourselves for the thrill!”
The host announced, “In just 10 short minutes, we shall unveil 10 raw stones. Let the treasure hunt
commence!”
The air crackled with anticipation as treasure appraisers, armed with magnifying sses, eagerly
scoured the raw stones.
Hickman and Huke fixed their gazes on the stones before them, their expressions were serious as they
made their calcted assessments.
n a state of sheer panic, Jerome turned to Han, his voice trembling. “Mr. Jaber, we gottae up
with a game n. pronto!”
Jerry chimed in as well, eximing, “Mr. Jaber, what’s our move?”
Both Jerome and Jerry were seasoned individuals who had seen the world, typically maintaining a
composed and collected demeanor.
However, upon learning of the destruction of a precious raw stone, anxiety surged within them. Despite
their desperate state, they couldn’t conjure up a solution, cing their hopes solely on Han.
Han, still the epitome of calmness, directed their attention to the
Jerome and Jerry promptly took action, meticulously arranging the stones.
“Mr. Jaber, do we have three raw stones that have emeralds in them?” Jerome inquired.
Han shook his head and delivered the sobering truth, “In this batch, only two raw stones have
emeralds in them. The rest are mere rubbish.”
Hearing this revtion, Jerome and Jerry’s expressions morphed into masks of despair.
Their gazes shifted towards the middle–aged man in the distance, eyes brimming with intense hatred.
“Damn! If I get my hands on that despicable Geoist Master, he’ll beg for a swift demise!” Jerry seethed,
his teeth grinding in sheer fury.
The hefty price they had paid for their entry into the Gemstone Identification Competition weighed
heavily on their
minds.
Now, with their painstaking efforts seemingly dashed to naught, a surge of anger coursed through
Jerry’s veins, prompting him to consider resorting to violence.
The Geoist Master, a middle–aged man, cast a disdainful smile their way, his eyes brimming with
provocation.
“Son of a bitch!”
Jerry erupted, swiftly snatching a wooden stick from the stall, poised to pounce on the Geoist Master.
“Stop, Jerry. It’s useless.”
Jerome intervened just in the nick of time, restraining Jerry and offering aforting pat on his
shoulder. “Our foremost priority is safeguarding our chances to advance.
“Otherwise, we’d be squandering our hard–earned registration fees.”
Anxiety tinged Jerry’s eyes with a reddish hue as he implored, Jerome, what’s the n? Where can we
unearth another raw stone with emerald?”
Jerome’s countenance soured, his gaze locking onto Han. “Mr. Jaber, enlighten us. What course of
action should we pursue?”
Han, still exhibiting unppableposure, revealed his n. “Maybe we can’t find a raw stone that
has emerald in it may prove futile, but we can make one.
With that, Hanmenced a sequence of intricate hand seals, rhythmically striking one of the raw
stones.