Lin Qiao also drew the sword in his hand and blocked Qi Yuying's. The skilled Qi Yuying sidestepped and thrust her sword from the side…
"Ah!"
Clang—!!
The prop sword originally held by Meng Jingwei had no lethal power at all, but the moment she truly stabbed Su Meiyi, bloodstains truly welled up on Su Meiyi's arm. In pain, she let out a scream, and the sword in her hand fell to the ground.
"Meng Jingwei, do you want to kill me?!"
Su Meiyi clutched her injured right arm with her left hand, gasping in pain.
Because they were filming, the cameraman and director were stunned for a moment before they all got up and surrounded them.
Meng Jingwei was taken aback. She looked at the sword in her hand and then at Director Li who was approaching, "This is a prop, how could it injure someone?"
Director Li also didn't understand what was happening. He walked to Su Meiyi's side, looked at the blood seeping from between her fingers as she clutched her wound, and roared angrily, "Where is the props team? Where is the head of the props team? Where the hell are they!"
Accidents occurring during filming were highly unusual. Li Ping had no idea what was going on, but he was furious.
Su Meiyi grimaced, her eyes reddened, and tears welled up. She choked out, "Meng Jingwei, you did it on purpose. I know you don't like me, but you wouldn't try to kill me!"
Falsely accused, Meng Jingwei's expression turned grim. She snapped, "Shut up!"
If Su Meiyi had any brains, she wouldn't think Meng Jingwei had tampered with the props.
The head of the props team, who had been 'summoned', walked over. Director Li took the long sword from Meng Jingwei's hand, felt the blade, and glared at the head of the props team, "I asked you to prepare a prop that was one-to-one in weight with a real sword, not to bring an edged sword! Fortunately, Meng Jingwei controlled her strength, otherwise, your Su Meiyi's arm would have been chopped off!"
The gravity of the situation stunned everyone present.
The head of the props team took the sword and scraped his finger along the blade. His brow furrowed for a moment, then, as if disbelieving, he tapped the sword on the ground, producing a clear sound. His face instantly turned a shade paler, "Director Li, I... I don't know what happened."
Tang Wanxing, standing nearby, quickly stepped forward and said to Director Li, "Director Li, we should send Meiyi to the hospital quickly. She's bleeding quite badly."
"Quick, take Su Meiyi to the hospital," Director Li hastily ordered.
At this moment, crew members came to help Su Meiyi leave. Before she departed, Su Meiyi glared resentfully at Meng Jingwei.
Her fierce gaze seemed as though she wanted to devour Meng Jingwei alive.
"My goodness, how could this happen?"
"The props team has some real swords, but they also made prop swords of the same weight. I guess the props team mixed them up."
"Director Li must be furious, with so many things happening one after another."
"Who's to say?"
"Does Meng Jingwei have a grudge against Su Meiyi? First she snatched her second female lead role, and now she's injured her."
"Alas, the human heart is unfathomable."
…
The crew members mumbled amongst themselves, speaking in low voices, but the director heard it all clearly.
He turned back, sweeping his angry gaze over everyone, and reprimanded, "What are you all chattering about? Nothing better to do?"
With his roar, everyone immediately dispersed.
Meng Jingwei's expression was calm. She was pondering something with her head lowered when she looked up and met Director Li's gaze. That look… held a deeper meaning.