When Tang Kong saw that he could not avoid it, he said, "Lord Desolate Martial, wait a moment. I'll go over and make arrangements for my clansmen."
The Martial Dao Prime Body nodded.
Tang Kong went to the side and gathered many clansmen of the Tang family. He divided them into a few groups and set them off to leave the North Ridge as soon as possible.
He realized that he would most likely not be able to return from the Central Capital this time round and could only try his best to preserve the bloodline of his clansmen.
"Father, where are you going?"
Tang Qing'er asked.
Tang Kong sighed internally and did not hide anything. "Lord Desolate Martial needs someone to lead the way to the Central Capital. I can only accompany him."
"I'll go too!"
Tang Qing'er's eyes lit up.
"Nonsense! What are you going for?!"
Tang Kong glared at Tang Qing'er.
