"Lord Liang, all the scales on the snake demon's backbone are here, and we have asked the alchemic master from the Gu Pond to prepare the snake bones. We still need to get ready the auxiliary materials, but I am certain that everything can be refined by May."
Steward Zhang found Liang Qu and handed over the processed snake scales that had been stripped off.
He opened the wooden box.
The tanned snake scales were neatly stacked, exuding a glossy dark green sheen.
Liang Qu noticed something was amiss: "Just one box?"
Even if only the scales from the toughest part on the back were needed, with the length of the snake demon's body, shouldn't there be more than just one wooden box?
"There has been a misunderstanding, my lord."
The steward quickly had someone bring over two more square boxes.
Upon opening them, Liang Qu raised his eyebrows.
The scales in the boxes stood up like those of a hedgehog, and the dense, fine scales induced a fear of swarming.
