He had only meant to tell this Nameless to get his head checked. He hadn't expected things to spiral this far.
The streamer's impassioned words had whipped the comments into an uproar. Almost everyone was cursing Jade Pawnshop.
[Hey, finally, a streamer willing to call this thing out.]
[Stupid-ass corporation. Got a little money and thinks it's an Aeon!]
[Is nobody curious why the streamer has the guts to take on the corporation? (doge)]
[For videos, add me on V-chat ******]
[Good on you, streamer! We have to fight for our own rights as consumers!]
[What if it's The Script?]
[That old woman on the other side doesn't look like she's acting...]
[History will remember this moment!]
[Strike down Pathwalkers! The world belongs to the common people!]
[(This account has been muted for 30 days for posting inappropriate comments...)]
[Streamer, make her do a dance!]
"..."
The corporation's people soon suppressed news of the incident.
The audience in Yan Huan's livestream room dropped from five billion to one hundred million, then from one hundred million to three thousand.
Anyone who tried to enter Yan Huan's livestream room after that saw only: "Network busy. Please try again later..."
Before long, the pressure fell on Himeko.
As soon as she received Topaz's message, she called back Dan Heng and Welt, who were pursuing Sunday, and hurried to the scene with them.
March 7th got there ahead of them. She kicked open the door to Jade's guest room and charged toward Yan Huan, who was still streaming.
"Yan Huan, have you lost your fucking mind?"
March 7th grabbed the bewildered Yan Huan by the collar with her soft little hand. Wearing the same stern look she'd give him if she thought he'd eaten her dragon fruit, she shouted:
"Turn off your stream! Right