After Luka left the stage, the flames of war immediately spread to Jimi.
"Alright, alright, everyone calm down!"
"Don't get so worked up!"
"How about this~ I'll sing a song for everyone~ How about a cover of 'Swaying Alone in the Galaxy'?"
"What? You want to hear the Divine General sing? That won't do, he's busy every day..."
"Ahem, then I'll sing 'Sleepless Night.'"
"—Ji~mi~is~the~opening~line~of~a~dream, ah, ah, ah~~~~"
Inside Luka's contestant lounge.
At this point, Shuo Jin had lost the challenge match and no longer had enough points, losing his qualification to compete.
But because of his performance in the arena, the insults aimed at Luka continued unabated.
Still, it wasn't all bad news.
"Oh my God!"
With his back to the door, Yan Huan rummaged through his canvas bag and counted the Credits inside.
"These expensive rotten eggs are selling so well. These people are amazing."
"Luka, I've changed my mind. Go out there, point at those people's noses, and call them idiots..."
"Just grab a loudspeaker and shout that all Xianzhou people are idiots. I'll go get another truckload of eggs."
"Then Luka would really get arrested by the Department of Earthly Rulings!" Camille cried out.
"Mr. Yan Huan, stop thinking about making quick money. We're getting cursed to death out there!"
"Let them curse us. I've figured it out."
Yan Huan put the money away and swiftly pulled out his phone to order even smellier eggs.
"While we're still trending, we have to strike while the iron's hot."
"Buy the kind of eggs that are not only rotten, but have feces smeared on the shells. We'll definitely make even more!"
"Luka, there's no need to hurry back into a match. We need to ride this wave of attention and make money first."
"Huh?" Luka scratched his