Strictly speaking, it wasn't Song Yan tricking them, but rather the Primordial Ancestor discovered Song Yan's potential and chose this person as a clansman.
Now that this little fellow is willing to obediently be a member of the Formless Ancient Race, he is quite happy in his heart.
By the time he re-emerged from the palanquin, Tang Xiaoxuan already had a somewhat exuberant and spirited demeanor.
This generation of the Formless Ancient Race, with this child, is bound to rise!!
Inside the flying palanquin, Song Yan lay back down and slightly closed his eyes.
Intrigue and deception, everyone harbors motives, he was long used to it.
A few words, the truth mixed with lies, lies with truth, even he believed what he was saying.
