A Minor Public Controversy Couldn't Stir Up Much Trouble

Receiving a star on the Walk of Fame was a career highlight for the vast majority of celebrities.

After all, it meant permanently leaving their mark in America's cultural center.

Once a person's life and career had reached a certain point, wasn't it all about leaving behind a name?

To put it cruelly, for most people, death meant that when the person was gone, so was the light.

Lightly and quietly, nothing remained after death.

A few years later, when friends and relatives had gradually passed on as well, it would seem as if they had never lived on this planet at all.

If they could leave behind a permanent trace, proof that they had once been here, most people would be deeply moved by the idea.

Having one's name on the Walk of Fame was exactly that. Countless tourists passed by every day, witnessing the mark one had left behind. It truly was an immensely satisfying achievement.

But in Lin Yuan's eyes, it was merely that.

If taking part in this could not bring enormous benefits to his partners, he truly would not have valued it much.

Because Lin Yuan knew that while leaving his name on the Walk of Fame was certainly an honor, his films were the real eternal monuments.

Countless movie fans would watch his films now, and even many years after his death, generations to come would still appreciate the films he had left behind.

The honor other celebrities took pride in was already beneath the greater honor he possessed.

So Lin Yuan leaned close to Betty's ear and quietly replied, "I don't place much value on today's honor, because I've already received the greatest reward."

Betty understood what Lin Yuan meant. She wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. "I don't