"Did A Lin play badly?"
"If playing badly gets you into the top eight, then playing well gets you into the top 120? I've learned something, huh. From now on, if I don't have any hope of winning the championship, I just won't even queue up, so nobody can flame me, huh."
"Getting brutally beaten by Angelite?"
"Hehe, maybe you should ask why Eileen used to get brutally beaten by Angelite. If you're an Angelite fan, you should be happy Angelite won; if you aren't an Angelite fan, then you should flame Eileen instead of A Lin. If Eileen had won, wouldn't we still be living under Eileen's rule right now? Right?"
...The moment Du Lingxuan saw the comments, she got especially fired up, dragging them out one by one to tear into them.
On Tang Wen's channel, witches could get what they wanted by making a fuss. As long as they raised enough of a ruckus, Miss Tang would compromise and change things like the "BGM" or the "gameplay"; but on Xuanbao's channel, making a fuss only got you flamed. Whoever kicked up the biggest fuss would directly receive an "Xuanbao Debate Invitation."
Lin Zhaojun was dumbfounded.
Seeing a dial-up landline sitting on the table, A Lin couldn't help asking:
"Xuanbao, what's this?"
Du Lingxuan glanced at it and answered righteously:
"A dialing machine! If any viewer in the comments has something meaningful to say in response to me, they can leave a live comment along with a temporary landline number of their own—use 100 magic power to get one—and then I'll call them for a friendly interaction."
It took a villain to grind down a villain... Xuanbao truly was a debate-killing machine, the dream of all debaters. She had flamed the eighteen warlords into shutting themselves away.
Jiang