Qin Lin was completely confused. Had something happened?
"Hey, move aside! I've got somewhere to be. Otherwise, I'll get angry, and you don't want to see me angry. See my bow? Pew, pew, pew—every shot hits its mark. All right, move aside!" Xu Qing threatened them.
But to everyone else, his threats seemed inexplicably adorable. They all burst out laughing.
Why was he so much like a little kid? Was he really the Battle Fairy from the video? The contrast was just too great.
"Hello, could I get your autograph? Right here," a young Warrior stepped forward and called out to Xu Qing, holding out a piece of cardboard and a pen.
Xu Qing froze. "An autograph? Mine?"
"That's right," the young Warrior said with a nod.
"I guess an autograph isn't out of the question. All right." Xu Qing didn't think it was a big deal, so he took the pen and got ready to sign.
Then the young Warrior added, "Just write the words 'Battle Fairy.'"
"Battle Fairy?" Xu Qing stared blankly. What did those words have to do with him?
He thought about it for a long time, but still couldn't see the connection. Forget it. I'll just sign.
Scribble, scribble!
Xu Qing quickly wrote the words "Battle Fairy" on the cardboard. "Here you go."
"Me too! I want an autograph!"
Seeing that the young Warrior had successfully gotten an autograph, many other Warriors couldn't hold back either. They all started asking for one.
The situation quickly descended into chaos. Many people hadn't brought anything for him to sign, so they asked Xu Qing to sign their clothes, their weapons, and all sorts of other things. He was completely dumbfounded.
"What are you all doing? I'm not a celebrity. If you want autographs, go find a celebrity!