The Song Family disciples had been pushed to their limit, their ferocity unleashed. They fought with a madness in their eyes, casting aside all thoughts of life and death.
They had all cast aside concerns for their own safety, a single, burning conviction left in their hearts.
Their Eldest Miss had spared no expense, lavishing the Song Family with all kinds of treasures.
The good lives they now led were all thanks to her.
If they held her back now, placing her in peril, they would never be able to forgive themselves, even if they managed to live.
And the rest of the Song Family would never forgive them either!
Seeing his disciples fight with such reckless abandon, Song Qingyun felt his eyes grow warm.
Song Huai and the others also had bloodshot eyes, their fists clenched tightly.
"Worthy sons of the Song Family!"
