Too many people would just muddy the waters, making it easy for someone to take advantage of the chaos. If anyone were to resort to underhanded tactics, the losses would far outweigh any gains.
"The three of you will come with me to act as protectors. That will be enough. The other elders will lead the disciples and guard the family estate."
Just as the orders were given, a figure shot into the sky from the rear courtyard. It was Song Qingyun.
Spiritual Energy swirled around Song Qingyun, his aura unstable. The moment he appeared, he was instantly locked onto by the Heavenly Dao.
Dark clouds gathered rapidly in the distance. Song Qingyun's heart sank as he looked down below.
"Father, I've already chosen a place for your tribulation! You go on ahead!"
"Alright!"
Song Qingyun didn't have time for questions and sped off in the direction Song Wanning had indicated.
