Like in the garishly colored hall of a disco frequented by middle-aged and elderly people, Su Ming'an kept his gaze focused, shielding it from the dazzling lights surrounding him.
The barrage of comments in his livestream was more frantic than mad dogs:
[Don't go! Su Ming'an, don't leave!]
[The Ruined World, this godforsaken place doesn't even have a spring, and people die all the time. I'd call the Ninth World the most heart-breaking world.]
[I still want to see you complete the Tenth World! I want to see the fantasy instance!!]
[Then I want to see a gender-swap instance! I want to see Disney Princesses, Shu Bao as the Red Heart Empress.]
[I want to see Teletubbies, Lv Shu as the flower, me dumping manure.]
[...Do you guys really think Lv Shu can come back?]
[Can you guys be serious? There's a BOSS fight, the Deity is right in front of us, and you're discussing dumping manure? I just want to curse you out... Why not include me in that.]
