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Ling Yichen did not say anything else. His handsome face was tight, tinged with a gloomy chill. No one spoke along the way as the two brothers walked side by side back to the courtyard where they lived. A crescent moon hung in the sky, casting a cold light. Ling Yichen lifted his head and glanced at the dark, velvet-like canopy. "What should we do next?" "Grandfather has become so much younger