Ji Changming and Ji Qingyue, among others, had already left the Ji Family, on their way to the Northern Desolation!
They were aboard the Saintly Flying Ship, traveling through the sky.
"This time, Ji Yuanqing and the other seniors can finally return to the clan."
Ji Qingke said happily.
Ji Changming also smiled with relief and said,
"The Taixuan Saint King himself has spoken. Once they enter the family, probably no one would dare to give them trouble."
He had previously been quite worried. When Ji Tianjing was still alive, he repressed Ji Tianhao for an entire lifetime. Ji Tianhao was certainly not a magnanimous person, and he feared that the descendants of Ji Tianjing might be given a hard time.
Now, everything was resolved.
"Hmm? Why does the aura around us feel a bit off?"
At that moment, Ji Qingyue suddenly furrowed his brows!
Ji Changming also abruptly looked up, only to notice that the space around them… was actually distorting?