Fang Yuan blinked, then chuckled softly. "Ah… right. That reminds me. Elder Sun?"
Elder Sun immediately rose from his seat.
"I've done as you instructed," he said. "The family tokens are currently being produced. Here's one from the first batch."
He stepped forward with measured care, placing a token upon Fang Yuan's desk.
Fang Yuan picked it up, feeling the cool, weighty surface against his fingers. Etched into its face was a soaring raven, its wings wrapped in coiling lightning—
the Fang Family insignia, fierce and alive even in still metal.
"Good… appearance-wise," Fang Yuan murmured. Then, channeling a thin stream of qi into the token, he felt the inner workings unfold. Tiny formations bloomed in his perception, so intricate and precise that his breath caught.
He looked up sharply.
"Elder Sun… you built this… alone?"
