The clan emperor summons!
Li Tianming did not stand on ceremony. He knew what these people needed!
Thus, like a galloping steed, he raced to the gates of the An Heavenly Emperor Manor.
"Your grandson is here!"
An Ning's own grandfather was before him; calling himself a grandson was no problem at all. It also better displayed Li Tianming's sense of belonging to the An Clan, while sending a signal to the onlookers.
Under the sugar-coated barrage of the Imperial Clan Spectral Gods' princess, just what was the relationship between Li Tianming and the An Clan? All eyes were upon it.
Some even said that the Senbeast Clan had always been close to the An Clan, and now that they had offered up the saintess Weiyang, it was likewise a signal that they intended to keep Li Tianming firmly on their side.
After all, the boy was young and hot-blooded; a honey trap would most likely work on him.
The result was obvious. Upon hearing Li Tianming call himself that, Clan Emperor An Dingtian, along with many An Clan elders and pavilion elders, all exchanged knowing smiles.
Clearly, they were satisfied!
"Good!"
An Dingtian's gold-black eyes burned brightly as they looked upon the youth before him, whose bearing greatly resembled his own. The affection in his gaze was utterly impossible to conceal.
Such emotion had never been this obvious before!
Pointing at Li Tianming, he faced the surrounding An Clan members and the Imperial Ruins spectators who had come to watch, declaring in a clear, ringing voice, "My grandson-in-law Tianming received the ancestral spirit infusion, united his human souls as one, and lived up to all expectations. He won the opening feast betrothal gift and the Heavenly Street Poetry Gathering for the An Clan in succession, then ultimately claimed the