The few elders packed their things and came out. John and old Rayleigh were carrying a large bag of equipment. Jack asked the security team to rest. He and Wesley could protect the family. The security team asked the command post, and after getting permission, they agreed to send a group of people to follow them from a distance so that they would not disturb them.
Jack didn't make things difficult for them and reluctantly agreed.
The security team had no choice. Any one of the family members could cause an earthquake with just a stomp of their feet. They could not trust the Anderson brothers no matter how much they trusted them.
The hope of driving a sports car had been shattered. Wesley drove a bulletproof seven-seater car, while Jack sat in the front passenger seat, absent-minded. Xiao Yuan should already be on the plane by now.
The journey was so long, more than ten hours. He should be bored.
