Judging from the effect just now, Jing Ke's reaction was indeed great. He didn't even need to think; he instinctively and almost tacitly cooperated with her to complete the scene.
It's just unknown how Jing Ke will change after this scene.
Yu Ningning looked at 'Jing Ke'.
Still seemingly still reeling from the shock, Jing Ke, dressed in a thin white t-shirt, stared blankly at his sword, not even noticing that the 'King of Qin's' corpse had been dragged away, leaving only a large pool of blood on the ground.
He stood frozen in place, staring at his blood-stained hands, as if talking to someone, or perhaps talking to himself, repeating over and over again: "I just assassinated the King of Qin?"
"I...just killed the King of Qin?"
"I... I really killed the King of Qin just now?"
No one understood what he was doing, and everyone looked at him strangely.
Suspecting he might have been traumatized and was experiencing some kind of dementia, someone tried to kindly remind him, "Don't worry, buddy. They just said it was just acting, the prop sword you're holding is fake..."
Before he could finish speaking, the man was dragged away by the black-clad bodyguards from Shenlong City.
Without letting anyone else disturb Jing Ke, Yu Ningning calmly walked to Jing Ke's side and affirmed his self-questioning in an extremely confident tone: "Yes, Jing Ke, you killed the King of Qin."
Seemingly no longer recognizing the person before him, Jing Ke instinctively turned his head towards the sound, looked at the hungry Yu Ningning, and asked blankly, "...Did I really kill the King of Qin?"
“Yes.” Gazing into Jing Ke’s bewildered eyes, Yu Ningning declared with absolute certainty, word by word, “Yes, Jing Ke, you killed the King of Qin!”
"After so many years, I... have finally killed the King of Qin again?"
"Yes, Jing Ke, you have once again slain the King of Qin!"
"So, what I just did was... fulfill Prince Wei's request."
"Yes. Jing Ke, you have just completed the task assigned by Crown Prince Wei. You have succeeded."
As if gradually descending into madness with each affirmation, swept up by the vast difference between memory and reality, Jing Ke's expression grew increasingly frantic and chaotic. He involuntarily loosened his grip on the sword, clutched his head in anguish, and screamed in agony.
"ah……"
"My head hurts so much."
"My head hurts so much..."
...
Startled by Jing Ke's sudden outburst, the reporters took a step back, instinctively reaching for their cameras to snap photos.
"If I remember correctly, this person was a fashion model who had just made a splash in the fashion industry. He looked pretty normal back then, so how did he end up like this?"
"Yeah, although it was really strange that Chu He suddenly started performing, it was also quite scary that this man named Jing Ke suddenly rushed out to kill someone."
"Although someone just explained that it was just a prop sword, I'm still a little worried. I hope Chu He is really alright."
"My goodness, I'm only just coming to my senses now. Today's press conference was so exciting!"
"Chu He suddenly appeared to act, then was stabbed and fainted from the blood, and was sent to the hospital. Now a model has suddenly gone crazy. Director Jin must be having a major headache today."
"I wonder how Director Kim plans to handle this situation."
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