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After the first round ended, Lu Qing left the mahjong table with a wine jug in her hand and poured a cup for everyone to drink.

"Yun Luo, why do you think Morning Light Divine Lord died so easily?"

Seeing that Lu Qing was not in the mood to play mahjong, everyone was ready to leave. Yun Luo then walked to Lu Qing's side, poured a cup of wine and leaned against the side of the table