Ivan said goodbye to the stunned Yang Can and hurried back to the small courtyard.
In a remote courtyard, Yu Yin stood in the shadows, with dense hair-like spider threads hanging from his white palms, drilling into the earth.
The cat lying on the wall suddenly moved its ears and looked towards the end of the road with its gray eyes.
Yu Yin in the yard also had a look on his face. Spider threads surged up from under his feet, pushing all the dead branches and leaves that remained in most of the small yard to the corner, and then suddenly took them back.
Ivan pushed the door open and came in. Seeing the clean yard, he strode up to Yu Yin and hugged his thin brother happily.
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