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Murong Qing entered the dressing room and saw the mess on the floor. There was no place for him to put his feet.

"Brother Yifan, what's wrong with you!?"

Murong Qing was shocked, bottles and pans were everywhere on the floor, there were some props as well, even knives were thrown all over the floor, if he slipped now, there would definitely be trouble.

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