However, just when Ye Ling exited the study room, he suddenly felt a faint, abnormal breath in the late night wind.
Ye Ling's eyes instantly sharpened, and he instinctively held the sword hung on his waist.
Suddenly, there was a movement in the wind, and a few black figures jumped down from the roof of the Ye residence's study room.
In the blink of an eye, Ye Ling was surrounded by four men in black.
"I wonder, what business have you come here in the late night for?" Ye Ling tried to appear collected while silently sweeping his gaze over the courtyard, only to find that there was not a single Ye family guard at the door of the courtyard where they were usually supposed to be at. Other than himself, there were only the four uninvited men in the huge courtyard.
"Are you the Ye family family master, Ye Ling?" asked the leader of the group.
"Yes, that's me," Ye Ling replied.
