The long night had already passed halfway; it was now the pitch-black hour before dawn. If not for the scattered starlight, one could say it was so dark that even an outstretched hand would be invisible.
"Ye You..." Qing Xun just opened his mouth to try persuading, but Ye You interrupted him.
"Qing Xun, don't say anything more. I've already made up my mind—I truly can't wait any longer." Ye You's voice carried a hoarse tone of restrained anguish.
Qing Xun felt his chest tighten, swallowing down all the words stuck in his throat. If the person in danger were Ya Ning, perhaps he, too, would act just as recklessly as Ye You.
Ye You walked to the bottom of the cliff, silently starting to climb the Heaven Ladder. The slightly protruding stones and shallow grooves became his shortcut into the Chief Mansion of the Changkong family.
Although this route was fraught with dangers, compared to breaking through the formation with brute force, it offered a much higher chance of success.
