Xuexue went back to her room to sleep again, and amid the haze, she did not know how long she had slept when she heard a commotion outside the courtyard, punctuated by Madam Xie's piercing screams.
She shuddered, instantly awakened, quickly got out of bed, dressed, and made a rudimentary attempt to gather herself before hurrying out.
In front of the Qingyuo Pavilion.
Several stocky Old Maids stood guard, each rolling up their sleeves, emanating a menacing aura of ill-intent.
"Bang, bang..."
A knocking sound, as if dismantling a house, echoed into the residence.
Madam Xie was roused by their knocking and came to open the door.
But as soon as the door cracked open, they seized her without a word, intent on dragging her out.
Mo Xiaoqiang, who followed, quickly intervened, "Who are you people, and where are you taking my wife? Let her go immediately."
"You lot, disobedient dogs, naturally need a lesson," one of the Old Maids, her face covered in horizontal flesh, said, smugly.
