A Member of the Imperial Xu

Even before Qin He could work his magic and take a look at what was happening over there, the director simply whispered a few words at the lead cameraman before regarding the rest. He then walked out behind the console and fished for his phone. After fiddling with it, he then cleared his throat.

Then, a frown made his brows furrow. "Everyone, we still have a lot of scenes to film. Why are you all still lying down? Come along! Stylists, what happened to our stars? Mr. Hua, why are you not in costume? Ms. Fan, why haven't you changed as well? Is that a phone you're holding?!"

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Boom! A low boom echoed somewhere in the Netherworld City. Tiangao couldn't help but toss his elites forward before collapsing to his knees. They were forced to travel without a space shield, draining all his energy until they got here. Also, he was hit incessantly by the swords of Bloodbath Bouquet, which equated to his body getting battered… not to mention the weakness brought by Thousand Thunder Roar.