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Shang Family, small courtyard!

In a secluded small courtyard, there were two graceful figures who seemed to be restless. The younger one kept glancing outside the courtyard gate, as though waiting for someone's return.

"The sky is almost dark, why hasn't my younger brother returned? Could something have happened?"

Yun Wei looked out again, and not seeing that familiar figure, couldn't help but express her anxiety. After her voice rang out, the middle-aged woman who had been sitting properly on a stone bench in the courtyard also suddenly stood up.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Shang Li scolded Yun Wei, but in her heart, she was truly worried, especially after the incident in the Righteous Hall a few days ago, she believed that those people from the Shang Family would not easily let things settle.

"No, I must go and look!" Yun Wei was impulsive, and this anxious waiting was too much to bear. As her words fell, she had already quickly walked to the courtyard gate.