Bab 98: Reason

The item Old Sean took out was the zither that Lyon once played before. The plain-looking instrument had nothing special ornament on it that you probably could find one in a regular shop.

"That zither!" Biane suddenly shouted in exclamation. Her eyes were trembling with excitement as she saw it. Even the cool Clemora couldn't help but grip her own bedsheets.

"Oh? Is something the matter?" Old Sean turned his head to look at them both.

They quickly get out of their bed and cupped their hands, "Please sir, if you can be so kind, can you give us the zither. We would compensate you well."

Their statements caught the old man's interest. For the commoners, this was nothing but a piece of wood with strings attached to it. It won't worth a silver for a secondhanded good like this.