"Lin Yin, Lin Ke..."
His eyes reflected the face before him as he murmured those two names.
How could he fail to notice that Lin Yin looked remarkably similar to the person in the image before him? If not for their different sexes, they could almost have been cast from the same mold.
"So they really are siblings?"
This once again confirmed what he had learned about the Lucifal family.
To perpetuate their bloodline,
they had always married within the clan.
Such a striking resemblance was undoubtedly the product of inbreeding. And that meant that, according to their family's traditions, Lin Yin would surely marry him someday-marry his own... older brother.
He rubbed his temples, his gaze flickering as intense disgust creased his brow.
As for his status as a Divine Chosen...
Although he did not yet know how the man had accomplished it, reaching such a position clearly showed that Lin Yin's older brother was highly capable.
"He really is in the way."
Because that made everything fall into place.
If Lin Yin had been steeped in those traditions since childhood, how could he possibly take an interest in other men?
His gaze settled on the Impression Crystal on the table.
His feelings were a tangled mess.
He had contacted Lin Yin yesterday when the Great Sun went out, but had yet to receive any reply. Judging by what had happened then, Lin Yin had probably been celebrating his brother's spectacular performance yesterday.
Almost instantly, an image surfaced in his mind: that girlish face gazing at another man with utter adoration. A surge of irritation swept through him.
He tugged his collar open, looked at the Impression Crystal on the table, and swept everything off with one swipe of his hand.
Clatter-
The attendants around him all jumped.
He