Zhang Yang glanced at the time.
It had been nearly half an hour since he used the Truth Card. Going by its duration, it was about to wear off.
Looking at Xiong Cai, who was still spouting nonsense in the livestream, Zhang Yang did not even know what to say.
The livestream was in an uproar, and the viewer count kept climbing, already surpassing one hundred thousand.
"Speaking of which, there's this popular male idol right now, what's-his-name... He looks like he has this fresh, innocent little-brother image, but in reality, he plays around like crazy. He swings both ways—can you believe it?"
Xiong Cai was getting more and more worked up, while everyone in the livestream enjoyed the gossip immensely.
Suddenly, everyone in the livestream saw Xiong Cai seem to freeze abruptly. His expression turned blank and dazed, then as though he had just woken from a dream, before finally going deathly pale.
He suddenly covered his mouth, fear flashing through his eyes.
"Brother Cai, Brother Cai, why did you stop talking?" the people waiting for more gossip in the livestream asked.
Xiong Cai stammered, then shut down the livestream without warning.
Zhang Yang smiled and put down his phone.
Even he had thoroughly enjoyed this spectacle.
The Truth Card did not make someone lose their sense of self. Rather, it put them into a state where they lost control over themselves. But from beginning to end, they remained conscious.
So once the Truth Card's effect faded, Xiong Cai naturally regained his reason, like someone waking up from a drunken stupor.
Thinking back on everything he had done, how could he not be afraid?
Tonight, the entertainment industry exploded. Eight or nine major scandals instantly set the entire internet ablaze, and the real impact had only just begun.
Tonight,