"Damn it! Livia, do you really want to be a traitor? You could instantly kill a level 99 Stein, yet you couldn't instantly kill a level 70 Jobless Freelancer!? What the hell are you doing!"
At this moment, one believer finally could no longer sit still.
He did not want to watch Livia keep letting her opponent go.
They could not wait to hack this Jobless Freelancer to death!
As soon as his words fell—
The spectator stands on their side instantly erupted like a haystack set ablaze.
Everyone began lambasting Livia!
"There's a mole! There's a mole! This Livia has already betrayed the Dark Sect!"
"She can kill a level 99 but not a level 70! If she isn't a mole, I'll eat shit right here!"
"Wait, could Livia have fallen for Ling Zhan? After all, Ling Zhan has tons of brain-dead fans around the world!"
"Exactly. That bunch of trash only knows how to chase celebrities online. What era is this, and they're still treating a Jobless Freelancer like some star? Makes me sick!"
"..."
The believers went completely berserk.
Like lunatics who had lost their minds, they continuously berated Livia.
The spectators across from them refused to back down either.
"Give it a rest! So what if I'm a Ling Zhan fan? Ling Zhan is strong, not some effeminate pretty boy, and his reputation is spotless—he doesn't fool around! What's wrong with us supporting someone like that?"
"Yeah! Should we become fans of you brain-dead believers instead? Believe in some evil god or Dark God like you do? Trash!"
"So hurry up and get lost! You're just jealous of our Brother Ling Zhan!"
"You losers only know how to be jealous of our brother!"
"..."
Ling Zhan: "..."
What the hell...
You can argue all you want,