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In the evening, as the sun set in the west, its light was not dazzling but it illuminated the entire land.
However, in a courtyard of the Prince Zhen Dong Mansion, there was a cold and somber air.
Qin Feng, Qin Zheng, Xu Yuan, and Feng Yuzi were all sitting next to the stone table, while Qin De stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, looking up at a willow tree. This courtyard was the private garden exclusive to Qin Yu within the mansion, and this willow tree was planted by both Qin De and Qin Yu when Qin Yu was a child.
Neither Qin Feng nor Qin Zheng, nor Xu Yuan, had a hint of a smile on their faces.
"Little Yu is dead."
When Qin Feng and Qin Zheng first received this news, they were simply stunned. They found it impossible to imagine that their youngest brother could just die like that, his body obliterated cleanly by a bolt of lightning.
Qin Feng and Qin Zheng still remembered their promise.