Eating Melons, Living for Gossip

[Daddy Douluo]: I've probably guessed the true identities of most people in the group.

The sentence hung there on the Light Screen, like a lit fuse.

Everyone is waiting for it to explode.

The number of people online in the group chat has been skyrocketing since just now.

All the diving monsters surfaced, each one wearing a nickname and not daring to speak, frantically rearranging the Light Screen, their heart rates probably exceeding 180 beats per minute.

However, Lin Qingmo did not let it explode.

[Daddy Douluo]: So, I'm going to set a rule in the group today.

[Daddy Douluo]: From now on, those who do not wish to reveal their true identities shall not be exposed by others without authorization. Of course, even if I knew, I would not say so.

After this message was sent, the number of online users suddenly surged again.

Those lurking monsters who had been spying on the screen couldn't hold back any longer, like fish that had been blasted out of the water.

[Little Witch]: Huh? You've been building up for so long, and this is it? This is it??? I thought you were going to start calling them out and yelling at them, I even had my snacks ready!

[Yanzi ~]: When did you buy these sunflower seeds?

[Little Witch]: Always ready! A true gossipmonger, a gossip-loving soul!

[A Rogue Rabbit]: A-Qing, this is a great rule! I'll raise all four paws to support it! (^▽^)

[Mother Tyrannosaurus]: I support A-Qing. Some things are better left unsaid; there's really no need to spell them out.

[Big-Breasted Kitty]: I second that.

One by one, Xiao Wu and the others stepped forward and expressed their opinions in accordance with Lin Qingmo's wishes.

They had already laid their cards on the table and unconditionally supported all of Lin Qingmo's decisions.

Lin Qingmo's move was a textbook example of "retreating to advance."

He didn't intend to expose everyone's secrets; he wanted to establish rules.

Lin Qingmo's lips curled up slightly.

This was exactly the effect he wanted.

With rules in place, this group can truly function safely.

But some people disagreed.

[Little White-Eyed Wolf]: Wait!!!

[Little White-Eyed Wolf]: Wait!!! Wait a minute!!!

[Little White-Eyed Wolf]: What about me? Everyone else is hidden, but I was exposed a long time ago! You all know who I am, that's not fair!!!

The three exclamation marks conveyed a palpable sense of exasperation, even through the Light Screen.

Like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, its fur stood on end, as if it wanted to reach out its claws from the other side of the Light Screen to scratch people.

Lin Qingmo could almost picture Hu Liena's expression at that moment.

[Little White-Eyed Wolf]: Lin Qingmo, right? You clearly used reverse psychology back then. You deliberately called me an ingrate, and I blurted it out in a panic. You're entrapping me!!!

[Daddy Douluo]: I'm just stating the facts. You're the one who got agitated, so is it my fault?

[Little White-Eyed Wolf]: You--!!!

[Daddy Douluo]: It's come to this, accept reality, you Little White-Eyed Wolf.

[Little White-Eyed Wolf]: Don't call me that name!!! Don't!!!

[A Rogue Rabbit]: Little White-Eyed Wolf ~ Little White-Eyed Wolf ~ Little White-Eyed Wolf ~ Hehehe~

[Little White-Eyed Wolf]: You stinky rabbit, shut up! Believe me or not, I'll find you and make you regret it!

[A Rogue Rabbit]: Come on, come on, come here! Hit me! (Crazy dancing. gif)

The atmosphere in the group chat suddenly became more cheerful.

[Golden Liquid Angel]:... Mind your image.

Before sending this message, Qian Renxue typed and deleted it repeatedly, finally managing to squeeze out these four words.

What she originally wanted to say was: Hu Liena, don't embarrass the Spirit Hall.

But then he thought about how his nickname wasn't exactly proper either, and silently swallowed his words.

It was in this relaxed atmosphere that...

[Bo Saixi]: My dear friend Lin Qingmo, I have a question.

A calm and composed voice suddenly emerged, like a pebble dropped into a pond, the ripples instantly drowning out all the noise.

The lively scrolling on the Light Screen suddenly slowed down.

Everyone unconsciously held their breath.

As Bo Saixi was a known level 99 Limit Douluo in the Chat Group, everyone still gave her face.

Lin Qingmo raised an eyebrow slightly.

[Daddy Douluo]: Senior Bo Saixi, please speak.

[Bo Saixi]: You said before that a person named Tang San would inherit the Sea God Divine Position. Tell me, who is this Tang San?

It's here!

Lin Qingmo took a deep breath.

[Daddy Douluo]: Tang San is the son of Tang Chen, the grandson of Tang Hao.

Sea God Island, Sea God Hall.

Bo Saixi sat cross-legged on the Meditation Platform, his posture as steady as a deep pool and a towering mountain.

The Sea Breeze blew through the corridors outside the palace, producing a low, long sob, like some ancient sigh.

But her pupils contracted for a split second.

Tang Chen.

The name is like a key.

A key that had been buried deep in the sand for many years.

Those long-buried memories surged up like startled seabirds, impossible to stop.

Bo Saixi took a deep breath, his fingers tightening slightly on his knees.

[Bo Saixi]: Do you know Tang Chen?

[Daddy Douluo]: I know.

Lin Qingmo paused for a moment, then continued typing.

[Daddy Douluo]: I not only know Tang Chen, but I also know the story between Senior Bo Saixi and Tang Chen.

This statement caused an uproar in the group chat once again.

This time, however, it wasn't gunpowder that exploded, but rather the heart of gossip.

[Little Witch]: Wait, wait, wait???

[Little Witch]: What story? What story? I smell gossip! A-Qing, stop keeping me in suspense, tell me, tell me, tell me!!!

[A Rogue Rabbit]: I want to know too, A-Qing, tell me quickly! My gossip spirit is burning!!!

[Mother Tyrannosaurus]: Tang Hao is the Clear Sky Douluo, and his grandfather... wasn't that the previous generation sect leader of the Clear Sky Sect? That's quite a seniority.

[Big-Breasted Kitty]: It sounds like a thing of the past.

[Yanzi ~]: A-Qing, just tell us already! Don't keep us in suspense. Eating melons is the primary productive force!

The messages in the group chat were scrolling by incredibly fast, one after another, seemingly unstoppable.

But Lin Qingmo didn't rush to speak.

[Daddy Douluo]: This matter involves Senior Bo Saixi's personal past and requires Senior Bo Saixi's consent. Senior Bo Saixi, do you mind?

A Peerless Douluo should be treated with the utmost respect.

The Sea God Hall remained quiet for a long time.

So long that the sound of the waves crashing on the shore became exceptionally clear.

Bo Saixi's gaze pierced through the Light Screen, across the distance between the sea and the continent, as if he could see the boy sitting in the Heaven Dou City Hotel.

He found out about these things through some unknown means.

Having gained a significant advantage in information, he chose to seek opinions first rather than revealing the information directly.

This child knows how to respect others.

Bo Saixi stared at the name "Tang Chen" on the Light Screen, her eyes filled with a deep melancholy as thick as sea fog.

She never mentioned those past events to anyone, and she herself didn't even want to think about them.

But Lin Qingmo's words did not arouse her anger.

There was only a sense of fatalistic acceptance.

[Bo Saixi]: I don't mind.

Three words, very simple.

But Bo Saixi knew she was pushing open a door that had been sealed for a long time.

What lies behind the door is something even she cannot predict.

[Little Witch]:!!!

[A Rogue Rabbit]:!!!

[Yanzi ~]: Front row! Front row!

[Big-Breasted Kitty]:... When did you learn all this?

[Mother Tyrannosaurus]: Probably infected.