Hattori Keiko looked on with a good temper, and even had the stout shopkeeper provide Huo Sining with a stack of new sandpaper.
However, the onlookers were growing impatient. Seeing Huo Sining abandon modern stone gambling tools to use clumsy manual sandpaper, this action left them bewildered. Was this girl foolish? Using such an obvious and clumsy method to delay time, wasn't it too stupid?
Nara Nigawa's gaze was hollow, unable to find focus. At this point, it was impossible for Huo Sining to cheat. Nara Nigawa no longer held any hope, but his hand was tightly clutching the phone in his pocket.
Losing, it's a loss.
This fist-sized rough material, Huo Sining carefully sanded for five or six minutes, before scooping a small spoonful of clear water from a nearby wooden bucket and pouring it over the rough material.
When the water splashed over, the material was still a plain white, and his action instantly drew sighs and ridicule from the onlookers.
