"They do look very similar," the storekeeper had sharp eyes and he soon recognized the palm bone. It was actually more than similar. In this industry, a donut peach would be said to only be worth something equal to a moldy peach. To buy low and sell high was the only way to earn money.
If this man hadn't said that it was the most precious thing his tribe had and he said it quite confidently, the shopkeeper would not even say they looked similar.
The frail scholar had his eyes wide open and said loudly, "Looks similar! This palm bone was discovered at my family fairy's tomb. It has never been refined before but already had the power equal to precious weapon. It could drive away demons and ward off curses!"
He had a price on his mind... the shopkeeper thought to himself. He looked at the scholar from top to toe and said, "How much do you want then?"
The scholar grit his teeth and answered, "At least five Low-Grade Previous Weapons!"
