Brother Mao's words were quite intimidating, to be honest.
Beyond Brother Mao's own standing, the key was that the people behind him were not to be trifled with!
Coupled with the fact that his peers nearby were either advising caution or giving disdainful glares, it put them in a very passive position. In the end, they all deleted the photos, signaling their alignment.
Brother Mao was deeply gratified and moved.
Alas, the feeling of bullying others with one's influence was truly…
Xia Weiliang looked at him deeply, then lowered her head. "Oh."
Liu Yaozong had witnessed the entire spectacle. Was this something a pure young man whose mind was still stuck in the era of Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf should be seeing?
He silently retreated back into the covers, pulled them up, and fell asleep instantly.
Xia Weiliang looked up at Xiao Yi. His expression remained grim, and his demeanor was tense.
She couldn't help but reach out and caress his face, his brow. "Xiao Yi, you've always been this good."
No matter which world he was in, once he decided to like someone, he was good to her without reservation, so good that she felt it was unreal.
Xiao Yi stared at her, suddenly grabbing her hand. "Just who, exactly, are you looking at?"