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... ed against itself.
In the center of the light, Jiang Ci remained seated on that solitary wooden chair, wrapped in a blanket.
Lei Zhong stopped at the edge of the light, not moving any closer.
He looked down at the gaunt figure on the chair, the ruthless severity still etched on his face.
The pressure on the film set was so thick it felt like it could crush a person's bones.
From the darkness, Jiang Wen's voice calmly sounded.
"Jiang Ci, go to the b ...
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