Emerald Raven

"Senior brother Fuzhen, I have a person with me who wants to buy a few of your tail feathers," Scarwolf said. "Would you mind selling it to him?"

"Who are you to call me senior brother?" the old man snapped.

"I… I am Scarwolf, one of the sect's disciples," Scarwolf said, surprised. "I suppose we haven't talked before, so you do not know about me."

"I don't care about you enough to remember you. Now leave and stop wasting my time," the man said before turning around to leave.

"Senior brother," Scarwolf called out. "Please, your feathers. Alchemist Dawnblade has come from far away to purchase your—"

"I'm selling no damn feathers of mine. Leave," the man said.

"Senior," Alex stepped forward. "Please. I am in need of 9 tail feathers from an Emerald Raven, and I have not found another one anywhere else. You are the first one I've found. Please help me. I will pay you however many spirit stones you want."