Mo Hua thought for a moment, but still did not feel at ease.
This child's origins were strange, and the karma surrounding him was too immense. Dan Ling's identity was also special. Openly and covertly, many people would surely covet her. She was not safe.
Mo Hua called Situ Jian over, considered for a moment, then instructed him:
"It is already the Ox Hour. Once the sky begins to brighten, leave together. Along the way, you must protect Dan Ling well."
"Also, stay with those prodigies from the Four Sects and Eight Gates of Ganxue Prefecture. Look after one another."
"It is unclear whether chaos will break out next, but if you Ganxue Sect cultivators stay together, there is strength in numbers, and you will be much safer."
"If any of those Ganxue prodigies—Feng Zichen, Ao Zheng, Xiao Ruohan—disagree, tell them this is my decision."
"If they help you, they are helping me. Once this is over, I will owe them a favor."
"But if they dare cause trouble, fail to grasp the proper limits, and ruin things, tell them that when I have the time, I will settle accounts with every last one of them..."
Mo Hua's gaze was somewhat cold.
Situ Jian's heart tightened. He thought that his Senior Martial Brother's bearing was becoming increasingly astonishing, and nodded. "Senior Martial Brother, don't worry. I'll tell them."
Situ Jian also understood that his Senior Martial Brother was not merely protecting Dan Ling. He was also protecting him, as well as the members of the Situ Clan.
With his Senior Martial Brother's authority, he could gather these people together. If they advanced and retreated as one from here on, the journey would be safer as well.
Those Ganxue prodigies would most likely give his Senior Martial Brother face too.
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