It's impossible to go to the front yard. I know there's a line of elders leading their wedding procession at the entrance before entering. Now, if I were to go there, I'd be like a lamb in a tiger's mouth. I'm no fool. Of course, I wouldn't do something so troublesome. After I called the little attendant from behind to clear the way, it wasn't easy for the Ye Family to sneak around the courtyard. Avoiding those constantly pouring in from the front gate.
I suppose this is also a form of retreat. I think of the world's three ancient families. This isn't the family's legacy. Even the elders' children and grandchildren are vibrant. They're all powerful. Look at themselves. When they were young, they didn't know what to do. They managed to gather a group of 'evil slaves' to become trendy boys. They were caught and brought back before even stepping out the door. They were hit with 20 sticks and lay for two days. My legs and feet weren't well, so my grandfather urged me.
Bed practice.
