Bai Ye Snapped. The comments section beneath the video had completely fallen as well, filled with the sarcasm and savage mockery of gossip-hungry netizens across the internet.
"Holy shit! I'm dying of laughter! Who the hell is this guy? He's truly a once-in-a-century talent!"
"Awesome! He actually managed to do something so outrageous in public that he disgraced eighteen generations of his ancestors!"
"Brother, you're seriously bold! Is there really no one left in this world you care about?"
"Judging by that blissfully absorbed expression, I suggest he buy a standing ticket and immigrate to Mars overnight! Hahahaha, Earth can no longer accommodate this god-tier player!"
"Ah, what a waste of such a handsome face. Dressed like some rich young master, but he turned out to be a mentally unstable lunatic!"
Every one of those heart-piercing comments was like a poison-tipped blade stabbing viciously into Bai Ye's retinas.
Bang!
Bai Ye trembled violently with rage. He raised his arm and hurled the phone, worth tens of thousands, savagely against the wall opposite him.
With a loud explosion, the phone instantly shattered into four pieces, scattering debris all over the floor.
The fury in his chest had nowhere to go. It burned his eyes blood-red, and he let out a series of helpless, enraged roars.
That afternoon.
The moment the strange drug's effects had fully faded from his body and his mind had cleared.
Bai Ye had already realized exactly what shocking, absurd thing he had done at the engagement banquet of the Bai and Liu Families!
But he was the sole direct heir of the White Family, one of the Imperial Capital's four great families!
Within Forty-Nine City, the White Family possessed terrifying influence and connections beyond ordinary people's imagination.
So although Bai Ye had initially been terrified and humiliated,