Wanyan Xu's heart felt like it was being squeezed tightly, as he hurriedly descended from dais where the Dragon Throne was set up, he heard Wanyan Shuo's furious voice ringing out from beyond the palace hall:　“Who… Who allowed you people to beat him using this method?” Hearing that, Wanyan Xu was both alarmed and afraid, and he hurried outside. The assembled ministers also promptly followed him out. Once in the courtyard, Wanyan XU saw that Wanyan Shuo was standing next to the long bench that Su Yi had been tied to for the course of his punishment and, in a loud voice, was questioning the two palace guards that were carrying out the punishment. The white prison attire that Su Yi, who was still bound to the bench, was wearing had become soaked through with perspiration and clearly showed that in the area of his knees, the bleeding flesh had become badly mangled. Wanyan Xu's head spun, and he almost blacked out. Forcing himself to remain conscious, he flung himself in front of Su Yi to take a look at his face, only to see that although blood was dripping from his lips, he had already fainted.