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Yan Huan walked out of the Seventh King Palace and arrived in front of Little Mu's grave in a flash. The grass on top of the grave had already grown to the height of a person, it was obvious that the little demons were not taking care of it. Yan Huan sighed as he looked at the tall grass. He didn't have the heart to blame anyone now. To be honest, this was his own problem. If someone else did it