Ye Chen looked at the medal for a long time before finally returning it to Ye Lingtian. "You had this custom-made, right? Why did you put my face on it?"
Ye Lingtian shook his head like a rattle. He took a step forward and explained, "Hall Master, this is a misunderstanding. This thing has a history that dates back to a hundred years ago! How could it be custom-made? If you don't believe me, you can get any expert appraiser to examine it!"
Ye Chen's expression was solemn. Although he had mastered some spells that could peer into the heavenly secrets, it was theoretically impossible for him to see a hundred years into the past!
This was because there were too many variables present during a hundred-year period, so who could derive the situation from a hundred years ago?
In that case, the main question was, how did his likeness end up on this thing?
Perhaps the young man on the medal just happened to look similar to him…
