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Song Zhentian didn't even look at Song Qingyu, and waved his hand slightly, "I'll follow your decision. "Whatever you need, just prepare."
The Daoist bowed respectfully, "Thank you, Master Song."
After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Song Qingyu. With a wave of his buddhist dust, two people immediately blocked Song Qingyu.
"Father, mother, what's going on?"
"Ah Yu