When Duanmu Huai appeared before Arima Kana and the others again, he was glowing with health and looked full of energy.
"Xiao Ai, what happened to you?"
Looking at Duanmu Huai's satisfied appearance, Arima Kana asked in confusion.
"Did something good happen?"
"More or less. Anyway, it was pretty interesting."
Faced with Arima Kana's question, Duanmu Huai chuckled.
"I went out to have some fun earlier and found something interesting to enjoy. I had a great time."
"Heh... That's really rare for you. I hardly ever see you having this much fun."
Arima Kana wasn't wrong. Although Duanmu Huai usually didn't walk around with a stern expression, he gave people the impression of someone who disliked making a fuss and whose emotions were relatively stable. It was rare to see such a relaxed and cheerful atmosphere radiating from him, so it was no wonder Arima Kana was curious.
Well, for Duanmu Huai, having an unkillable punching bag to vent his stress on was indeed the most effective method.
Unfortunately, that guy had still died.
Whatever. It didn't matter. He should be able to find other punching bags.
As he thought this, Duanmu Huai reached back and patted the Guitar Case. The sword was still lying inside. There had to be somewhere else he could use it.
Probably.
After that, Duanmu Huai threw himself back into the tense filming work.
Filming a blockbuster was different from filming an ordinary movie. A low-budget movie might be completed in a few months, but a major production with a huge investment took far longer than most people expected. Filming a science-fiction blockbuster in Hollywood, United States, took at least four years, and Duanmu Huai didn't want to spend that long. Fortunately, this movie wasn't following Hollywood's standards, and Duanmu Huai had personally handled many