Yep! It was going premium. To be honest, I was pretty nervous—it was my first time going premium. Thanks to all the readers following this book: those who criticized it, those who urged updates, those who voted, those who tipped, and the two editors.
When I started writing, I hadn't thought that much about it. I felt that as long as I kept writing, it would be fine. I knew my own limits; I was afraid people would tear it apart because it wasn't well written. But when I saw the readers' support, I thought that no matter whether the book was good or bad, I had to keep writing it.
I touched my heart. "Yep, pretty big."
I touched my kidneys. "Yep, still there."
I touched my liver. "A little black."
Right now, I basically updated twice a day. Any more than that, and I wouldn't have the time. The author had a day job and sometimes had to work overtime. I usually finished writing at one or two in the morning, and sometimes only checked the comments around one in the morning. So all I could guarantee was that I wouldn't stop updating.