"Idol?"
The other three players froze and quickly scanned their surroundings:
"Where's the idol?"
In the present age.
Who was the idol of the players?
More than ninety percent of the players would say: there was only one—Divine Ding Ling!!
That was because all the other players and celebrities were far too inferior and unimpressive before Ding Ling!
Just compare them.
Ding Ling's radiance was dazzling, practically terrifyingly so!!
Under such circumstances.
It was only natural that over ninety percent of the players would regard Ding Ling as their idol.
Thus.
When they heard one player mention an idol, the others instinctively assumed that Ding Ling was nearby. Sure enough, after scanning around, they actually spotted Ding Ling. Their eyes lit up, and some of them even charged straight over, eager to cling to his coattails.
What shamelessness!
It was simply outrageous!
Ding Ling naturally would not let them cling to him. With a casual wave, a powerful gust of wind appeared out of nowhere and blew them a hundred meters away in an instant.
"Idol! I love you!"
"Idol, don't be like that! I'm your loyal hardcore fan! For the sake of me being your fan for ten years, take me as your disciple!"
"Idol, I've been your fan for twenty years! Don't be so heartless! Idol~~~"
Ding Ling ignored their cries and left on his own.
Tang Yu and Anu, who were not far away, were dumbfounded.
They looked at each other, both clearly seeing the astonishment, confusion, and shock in each other's eyes.
These few skilled martial artists had been extremely obsequious toward Anu and extremely friendly toward Tang Yu;
but now, seeing their attitude toward Ding Ling.
Even Anu felt somewhat uncomfortable.
She had previously been flattered by the players until she was beaming with