"No, no, Shan Jia Chief, this is the scapula of a fierce beast, not an ordinary animal. To hunt this beast, our tribe lost several warriors."
Jiang Xuan waved his hand repeatedly, performing very convincingly, as if the Vine Tribe had indeed paid a heavy price for this item.
In fact, this scapula was just one among many beast bones left by the Old Witch; the Vine Tribe didn't expend much effort for it.
Shan Jia turned the scapula over and examined it, feeling it was indeed a good material and quite rare. He gritted his teeth and said, "Four Strength Mushrooms, how does Chief Xuan feel about that?"
"Six Strength Mushrooms, Shan Jia Chief, it wasn't easy for us to travel so far..."
"No, no, six Strength Mushrooms are too many."
"Then five, no less." Jiang Xuan was very firm.
"Alright, five it is."
"Deal."
Shan Jia took the fierce beast scapula, while Jiang Xuan received five Strength Mushrooms. Both sides were quite satisfied with this trade.
