Like ginseng roots, the value of the Bright Sky Herb was directly proportional to the percentage it was intact.

And as the root hairs were basically where the medicinal essence was concentrated, one less meant a major loss in medicinal effect, and with it, its grade.

Nonetheless, Mr. Quaker was smiling smugly. "I won't lie they were affecting its aesthetic, so I trimmed it off!"

Frank was unsure if he should laugh or cry.

So he recognized the Bright Sky Herb but remained an amateur.

Trimming off those root hairs? Talk about being dumb!

Frank pointed at Zangi. "Why don't you ask him what happens if you trim the root hairs?"

Zangi scowled. "Mr. Quaker, it's the root hairs that decide the herb's value. You're just throwing away money."

Mr. Quaker frowned, clearly not expecting that.

other, you could ask another specialist. Still, I will make

in surprise and hurried to Frank's side, whispering into his ear, "Sir, you

Sky Herb was exceedingly hard to find. Who knew when he would come across another if he missed out on this

more important to cultivators, but

million it

but he had no choice he had

was late and wire transfer at this hour was not possible, Frank

the deal, Frank had someone

a counterfeit bill detector for

Quaker was not about to gamble everything on

Frank had suggested, he promptly turned to leave to get a

an additional five hundred grand, which he slid to Zangi

beside

from this deal only for Frank to offer five hundred grand! The man was really as

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