Patriarch Yue extended his hand and passed the item in his grasp to Yin Tian.
Yin Tian took it and looked at the object in his hand.
It was a wooden token, seemingly made of golden Phoebe nanmu, exquisitely crafted with a pattern that was impossible to replicate, making it clear that forgery was out of the question.
Yin Tian stored the token away, then turned to Patriarch Yue with a grin, "In that case, much appreciated."
Patriarch Yue looked at Yin Tian, slightly overwhelmed by the honor, rose to his feet, and smiled broadly, "Mr. Yin, what are you saying? It's my pleasure to be of assistance to you."
Yin Tian grinned and then strode towards the exit.
"Mr. Yin, are you planning to leave now? Let me see you out."
Patriarch Yue stood up, feeling light as a feather, no longer constrained or oppressed as before.
Soon, Yin Tian and Patriarch Yue left the Xuanyuan residence.
"Did Mr. Yin come by taxi? How about this, I'll arrange for a car to take you back."
