I Am Not The God Of Acting.

Summary

In a frigid room, three figures huddled around a dying fire, anxiously awaiting the return of Little Jian. As worry mounted, Uncle ventured outside into the bitter cold, only to collapse from the extreme temperatures. Jian Chang Sheng discovered his uncle's lifeless body, grappling with the fragility of life. Amidst despair, the haunting sound of a Soul Lullaby resonated through the city, soothing the souls of the departed. This unique ritual, performed by the Huang Hun Society, aimed to bring peace to the lost souls. As Jian Chang Sheng covered his uncle with an umbrella, auroras filled the sky, symbolizing hope amidst tragedy.

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