How could sparrows understand the ambitions of swans? All kinds of shocked, groveling, and even brazenly poaching comments scrolled wildly like snowflakes, and the entire livestream room completely exploded!
In just over twenty minutes, the follower count of "Emperor Xiao's" Yin Yue account had surged from a pitiful single digit at the start to fifty-six thousand, driven up by this horde of frenzied netizens.
"Hah..."
Wu Xiao let out a breath of stale air, and his thumb finally stopped moving.
Staring at the Sound Wave balance that had been completely cleared out, the heart lodged in his throat finally settled back into his chest...
Watching the waterfall-like flood of worshipful messages on the screen, as well as the black-stockinged older sister with tens of millions of followers in front of the camera, her face flushed red as she coquettishly expressed her gratitude in every possible seductive way, Wu Xiao felt a burst of pleasure shoot straight to the top of his head!
It was fucking exhilarating!
The feeling of holding immense wealth in his hands and becoming a super tycoon worshiped by tens or even hundreds of thousands in an instant.
This vanity and thrill of displaying his greatness before others gave Wu Xiao's heart—burdened by extreme inferiority from years of poverty—an unprecedented sense of immense satisfaction.
Fuck Li Ya, his ex-girlfriend! Fuck Sun Hai, that spoiled young master!
Before him now, neither of them was even qualified to carry his shoes!
Wu Xiao opened the public chat keyboard.
Ignoring the frantically flashing private messages, he simply typed a line into the public chat:
[Emperor Xiao: Remember to check your private messages, Streamer. Send me your Green Bubble.]
After typing that line, he coolly tapped the exit button and disappeared from the livestream room completely.
He exited the app and