In the morning, the White Gale Pavilion welcomed a small entourage of the Song Clan. It consisted of many Rhyshadiums, carriages that could buy cities, and many soldiers carrying the symbol of the Song Clan. All of them were enough to bring utter devastation to even many sects.
It wasn't just for protection, but also as a show of power. It was the first time their Son-in-law was going to their home, after all.
Ye Jun honestly expected a grand departure because of it, but Han Zixuan had other plans. He knew they wouldn't want it, so only a few people came to see them off.
"I was actually thinking of sending you home," Han Yuexin said, crossing her arms over her chest. "But you insist on such a grand display."
"Thanks, but there's really no need," Ye Jun smiled at her and replied. "I'm already very thankful for everything you did for us. Thank you."
