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Mingyou looked for pen and paper, thought for a moment, and wrote a single word, "Yes."

Zhang Feng looked at the lonely word and felt that he was certain of his fate. However, his desire to live made him struggle for life, "You are wasting so much paper. Write more, even if it's nonsense."

At least hold his life, Changfeng read from the crumpled paper, looking at his words