"It's over, it's over! My wife is seeing someone else, boohoo!"
"Can someone explain to me what 'darling' means?"
"Where's my knife? Where's my knife?"
"There's a heart called a broken heart, and a shattering called a shattered heart. Now I finally understand."
"Miss Qianxun, my dear, aren't you going to introduce us to the person opposite you?"
"Speak, who is he?"
"Ten thousand people, blood-written petition, demanding an explanation!"
"Ten thousand people, blood-written petition, demanding an explanation!"
...
Meanwhile, in front of a damaged giant LCD screen, stood a young man in his early twenties.
The young man's name was Lin Zifeng, and he was one of Nangong Qian's many suitors.
At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot, and endless rage spewed from his chest. The surrounding air seemed to heat up rapidly due to his fury.
He had been leisurely admiring Nangong Qian's beauty, transmitted through the screen.
But when the word "darling" was uttered, he froze in place. By the time he regained his senses, his eyes were filled with overwhelming murderous intent.
He punched the large screen, his face contorted, repeatedly muttering, "Who? Who? Who?"
...
Now, it wasn't just Lin Zifeng asking "Who?", but all the viewers in the live stream were frantically spamming:
Who?
Nangong Qian was stunned by this sudden turn of events.
And the source of the voice was someone she knew all too well.
After all, she had just used her beauty to placate this person.
That's right, it was Ye Ming who had uttered that "world-shattering remark."
At this moment, Nangong Qian wanted nothing more than to curse loudly, "You slut!"
But Nangong Qian didn't know that this was just the beginning.
While she was still frozen in place, Ye Ming walked towards her as if nothing had happened, as if everything was within his prediction.
In fact, when Ye Ming learned that Nangong Qian was a popular streamer with twenty million followers, he realized that he might need to take a different approach to accomplish his goal.
As for what Ye Ming intended to do, it all stemmed from his identity.
In truth! Ye Ming was an orphan!
An orphan raised by wolves since childhood!
If he hadn't accidentally obtained an immortal cultivation inheritance when he was ten years old, he might still be in that remote jungle, dancing with and coexisting with the wolves.
It was also due to that opportunity that he realized he belonged to humanity. At the same time, he gave himself a name – Ye Ming.
Ye Ming had been in human society for five years now.
And the purpose of his entry into human society was to fulfill his master's dying wish from the inheritance.
However, the first step to accomplishing that goal was to usher the entire human race into an era of immortal cultivation.
This...
Was simply absurd!
Especially after five years in human society, he discovered that not a single person possessed any aura of immortal cultivation.
This was what plunged Ye Ming into despair the most!
After all, this was only the first step, and he could barely even imagine what came after.
If not for this, why would he have traveled to countless cities and tried various methods over the past five years without success?
Therefore, after meeting Nangong Qian, Ye Ming realized that to take that first step, he had to start by popularizing the most basic immortal cultivation methods.
And to achieve this, he needed a platform that reached the masses.
Thus, Nangong Qian became the target of Ye Ming's attention.
...
Looking at Ye Ming walking towards her, Nangong Qian's recovering emotions were ignited once again.
"What does this scoundrel want to do?" Nangong Qian had already mentally cursed Ye Ming eight hundred times.
But now, Nangong Qian had no way to stop Ye Ming. Otherwise, her live stream might be more than just a little shaken.
So, she could only pray, pray that Ye Ming's dog mouth would spew out ivory.
But the next second, when she saw Ye Ming's devilishly charming smile.
"It's over!"
Nangong Qian's mental state collapsed.
Finally, Ye Ming walked up to the camera and, with a barrage of attacks, addressed the viewers.
"Hello everyone! I am Qianxun's boyfriend, Ye Ming."
As he spoke.
The world seemed to quiet down.
Nangong Qian could seemingly hear her own heartbeat.
The bullet comments in the live stream also ceased their frantic dance.
Everything fell silent.
Of course, this silence lasted only for a moment.
The next second, the comments in the live stream were utterly overwhelmed.
"You scoundrel, how dare you show yourself!"
"It's time for my forty-meter-long saber to be unsheathed."
"Kid, I can only tell you, you've gotten yourself into big trouble."
"Brothers, what are we waiting for? Dig up all his information."
"Wow! To be honest, he's quite handsome!"
"Same here!"
"Spotted two obsessive fanatics, please keep your distance."
...
At this moment, in a certain room, a newly replaced LCD screen shattered once again.
Accompanying the sound of shattering was endless rage: "Someone, find him for me."
...
Nangong Qian no longer cared about anything. Let it be whatever it would be. After all, the worst outcome wouldn't be any worse than this.
But the next second, a series of phone rings disturbed her once again.
Nangong Qian picked it up, her expression instantly froze, and then she quickly moved away from the camera, saying to the person on the other end, "Mom! I can explain!"
Ye Ming watched the flying comments, and as expected, muttered to himself, "It's my turn to perform."
At this moment, Ye Ming's expression suddenly turned melancholy, his eyes filled with sadness. He spoke in a low voice, "I know this news might be sudden for everyone. It is precisely because of this that I have thought long and hard before revealing our relationship to you all."
Speaking to this point, Ye Ming's voice seemed to become somewhat subdued, with a hint of faint sorrow as he looked at the camera, "But I hope you can all understand that Qianxun is also an ordinary girl! She also needs a love that is open and aboveboard, doesn't need to hide, doesn't need to constantly worry about being discovered, doesn't need to constantly fear their relationship being exposed, and can enjoy the passionate romance that an ordinary girl should have."
Having said this, Ye Ming stood up, bowed deeply to the camera, and continued with his head lowered, "Therefore, please forgive my selfishness. If you must condemn, please do not hurt her, let me bear it alone." With that, Ye Ming bowed again, his words laced with pleading, "Consider it a favor, I beg you all."
Ye Ming held this bow for nearly a minute before straightening up.
"Wow, why am I crying?"
"Why do I suddenly feel like Qianxun is quite pitiful?"
"Have we perhaps imagined our goddess to be too perfect? She's also an ordinary girl!"
"Brother, I admit, you win!"
"Although I don't know what to say, brother, I'll give you a thumbs up."
"Sob, I'm reminded of my first love. Back then, we also secretly... But in the end... sob!"
"Ye, if we find out you've made my goddess suffer even the slightest bit of grievance, I will never let you off."
"Me neither!"
"Me too!"
...
After Ye Ming's speech, the sentiment in the live stream instantly shifted.
Seeing this, Ye Ming breathed a sigh of relief.
"Phew! Acting is really tiring. Fortunately, I learned some from that girl before," Ye Ming even admired himself.
Speaking of which, Ye Ming still missed that girl.
And now, he could finally get to the main point.
"Thank you all for your trust. To reassure you, and also to allow you to supervise me to ensure Qianxun is not wronged," Ye Ming paused for a moment, his tone resolute, "Therefore, in future live streams, after Qianyu has completed her review, I will teach you some methods to strengthen your physique, as a bonus."
From outside the camera's view, Ye Ming lightly swiped his right hand through the air, and a rift of black space appeared bizarrely.
He reached into the rift, and when he withdrew his hand, a small black booklet was already in his grasp. He then placed it in front of the camera.
At this moment, on the live stream screen, the viewers could clearly see the few characters edged with purple and gold on the booklet.
Below these characters, there was also an English translation written in the same style.
It meant: "Master Martial Artist!"