Chapter 551 Waste

• Teacher Yang approached, oblivious to the old man who tried to greet him, and went straight to the lapidary.
• "Who claimed there was a piece of top-grade ice jade?" As someone who cherished stones like his own life, he spent every day surrounded by rocks.
• Teacher Yang looked around and spotted An Xiaoxiao. A serious expression on his face instantly transformed into a smile. "Xiaoxiao, is this piece of ice jade yours?"