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Ming Qingcheng returned to the lounge and sat down on the sofa with a proud expression. Thinking about how Jiang Yining was in her hands, whether she lived or died was up to her, that feeling filled her with a powerful sense of accomplishment. As for whether she should let Jiang Yining live or let her die, Ming Qingcheng muttered to herself, "Let's talk about it after the Master's Tribute Banquet