"Your Highness, the Eighth Prince,"
"Recently, I've heard many rumors about you."
"They say you are so cunning that you managed to deceive the entire dynasty, pretending to be a waste."
"Originally, I didn't believe these rumors, but now I see that they still underestimate you!"
Yan Suye spoke with a solemn expression as he observed Song Yang, who maintained a calm smile.
He was truly surprised to realize that Song Yang even knew the reason for his visit to Beiyang City.
At this moment, there was no reason to keep up appearances. It was evident that Song Yang knew his identity from the moment he entered the door, and yet, he didn't seem to care at all.
Originally, he didn't need to come personally to deliver the invitation, but after hearing that a young man of 20 had become a saint, he couldn't help but want to see with his own eyes if it was true.
