Though she was the kind of super paper tiger that would burst with a poke, wilt at the sight of water, and be useless around fire, she had at least been very popular in the past! Who could be so terrifying as to harbor such immense hostility toward her majestic self?
Tang Liuli began analyzing the situation in earnest.
She understood her own talent well. After her childhood acting career, the only people who could still make her passively sense the existence of emotions were, without exception, rather special individuals.
For example, patients in mental hospitals with wildly imaginative minds, artists who had reached the pinnacle of certain fields, lonely elderly people who had experienced overwhelming joy and sorrow in their twilight years, and gifted children with overflowing emotions and innocent hearts.
Besides them, there was one especially unique existence, in a league of her own.
That was—Chu Yuanqing.
Tang Liuli had merely empathized with a few of her emotions, yet she had nearly converted on the spot, regarding her as a merciful and gentle god and directly founding the Qing God Cult.
Of course, this was because she could not figure out why Chu Yuanqing was so special at all.
Tang Liuli had nearly imagined the other girl into an incarnation of a god in the mortal world, while viewing herself as a despicable little thief who had secretly sampled the god's maternal side. She felt guilty yet thrilled.
However, if Chu Yuanqing was excluded, who else in the program could make her passively sense emotions?
Tang Liuli racked her brain.
She first locked onto Kiriwake Yayoi, whose idol conviction was overflowing and whose stage presence was explosive!
The girl decided to observe her tactically. She secretly glanced upward, only to happen to see this Sakura Girl staring intently