Yet, it gave Fairy Fang a hint, allowing her to lead them southward together, and even... welcome them into the sect.
Just six mere mortals, mortals who could die with just a breath, and the elder... still cares?"
"Arrogant." Song Yan responded indifferently.
Logically speaking, Tang Fan ought to have proved himself as a good person by now.
But Song Yan had long surpassed the phase of recognizing people through words.
Tang Fan's every move was merely for self-preservation, as for his true character, true intentions, or hidden secrets, Song Yan neither knew nor could know.
Knowing a person's face doesn't mean knowing their heart.
There are times when he doesn't even know what he's thinking, how could he possibly try to judge others as good or bad?
Song Yan was sure of only one thing: If he showed any flaw now, the boy before him wouldn't hesitate to take advantage of him while he's down, even though this boy couldn't achieve it.
