A big taboo in the business of gambling on rocks was talking about someone else's rock. Old Hua's face dropped the moment Da Mao made that remark on his stone. "F*ck you, you son of a b*tch. Who are these louts you came with?"
Liu Zi did not admonish Da Mao this time. Instead, he stepped in front of the boy and slapped away the finger Old Hua was pointing towards the latter. "And who are you with? Get lost, we're trying to make money and you're in our way."
Old Hua laughed coldly, "Oh dear, is Master Liu trying to make money by gambling on rocks? What's going on today, why are you all so funny?"
Zhong Dapao held Liu Zi back before he could lunge at the man and said in a somber voice, "That's enough. Don't waste any more of our time. We're looking to have our rock cut, and if you really think we're not going to make it, then let's make a bet. You down?"