Eye of the Mysterious Wind

After hearing these words and seeing Hua Yan's expression, Deacon Yu's heart suddenly skipped a beat. He had just put the tokens in his hands without even looking at them.
Because he had preconceived notions that they were bronze-grade plaques, Deacon Yu did not look closely at them. Now, thinking back, the touch of the two plaques was indeed somewhat different.
"It was my negligence. Please punish me, sir."
Deacon Yu quickly took the initiative to admit his mistake. Even if it was a...