Outside the house.
In a patch of shrubs five meters beyond the front courtyard.
Ye Xu, Ye Yuan, and the other Ye Family Disciples on guard and patrol duty that night poked their heads out, watching the wooden house ahead and speaking in hushed voices.
"Brother Xu, the Young Clan Head seems to have woken up," said one Ye Family Disciple.
They had followed behind Zhang Yuan and clearly heard the thunderous snores stop not long after he entered the house. Evidently, Zhang Yuan had woken Ye Xiangning.
Ye Yuan said, "What do we do now? It's been so long, and he still hasn't been beaten out of there. Surely the Young Clan Head hasn't beaten him to death inside?"
"You know, that really is possible."
"Hiss... what do we do now?"
Ye Xiangning usually had a terrible temper. If anyone dared upset her even a little, she would strike them outright, forever talking about killing this person or that. Was this Mysterious Court True Disciple, whose name they did not even know, going to become the first person to die at her hands?
After all, this was the first time anyone had disturbed Ye Xiangning's sleep in the middle of the night.
Ye Xu knitted his brows and pricked up his ears, listening for sounds inside the house, but heard nothing. After a moment's thought, he drew a deep breath.
"We can't wait any longer. The Young Clan Head rarely kills anyone in the Mysterious Court, and she's never killed a single True Disciple. She must have beaten him badly inside, and now he's lying on the floor, gravely wounded and at death's door. We need to get in there and save him," Ye Xu said solemnly.
Ye Yuan said worriedly, "If the Young Clan Head sees us, won't