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"Ling Mo, you really are my good brother." Every word he spoke was filled with resentment toward him. How was he still his own brother; he was worse than anyone else in Ling Yun's heart.

Just as the black hole in Ling Yun's heart was growing larger and larger, almost to the point of engulfing him, a bell sounded.

"Ring, ring, ring." It turned out to be his cell phone ringing.

"Ling Yun