"CUT!"
A round of applause followed.
"Good job, good job everyone!" Vice Director Qin cried out.
Crew members poured into the set to clean the fake blood from the floor.
The decapitated demon kings rose from the dead and popped their heads past their collars to get some air.
Shen Jingwei pushed himself to a sitting position after the spear blades were removed from his neck.
"Sorry, was I too rough?" Wu Jin extended his hand toward Shen Jingwei, who took it with gratitude.
"It's fine. It would appear fake if you were overly gentle."
Wu Jin beamed at him.
"This is my first acting role. Naturally, I am doing my best to not disappoint."
"You did well for a first-timer," Shen Jingwei said graciously while patting dust off his robe. The costume team loved omega clothings dearly. They always screamed bloody murder when they saw the tiniest dirt on the clothes.
