As the golden-haired mechanical girl posed this question, a strong sense of déjà vu washed over Song Shuhang. Not long ago, the fat ball's clone had grappled with a similar doubt and ultimately deceived itself into a crippling situation.
Could he now employ his silver tongue to hoodwink the golden-haired mechanical girl before him?
He didn't need to maintain the ruse for long; his objective was simply to keep her quietly within the scholarly faction for a brief period.
While Song Shuhang pondered, the virtuous lamia suddenly broke into song, "I am who I am, fireworks of different colors ~"
Song Shuhang was taken aback.
"Don't play around. Let me see if I can hoodwink her." he transmitted this thought to the virtuous lamia.
However, as he transmitted his thoughts, the virtuous lamia swiftly moved her fingers. The threads of virtue on her fingertips tightened and ensnared the golden-haired mechanical girl securely.
