Huang Dao's words caught Na Yun by surprise. Even actors as strong as hall-level actors fundamentally engage in cutthroat competition, just at a higher level and with fiercer methods.
"You're still helping them?" Na Yun said, clenching his right hand tightly, veins bulging on his fist.
If Huang Dao was planning to go to war, no matter who the opponent was, he would stand by Huang Dao's side. Even if it was a fight to the death, he absolutely would not back down. All of this was to repay the debt of saving his life.
Even now, he still clearly remembers the scene at that time. It was a high-mortality official movie with as many as 50 participants. Holding expectations of collaboration among actors, he hadn't expected to become bait unknowingly, falling into a situation with no chance of survival. At the moment he sincerely prayed for divine intervention, Huang Dao appeared and saved him. After that, the two safely survived, and ultimately, only the two of them survived that movie.
