Rejected by Sprout

"You're right. Free is free—opening a hundred accounts to claim free copies isn't our fault. But this won't do." Yinzi nodded in agreement. He wholeheartedly agreed with that fan.

Save where you should save, spend where you should spend. When Old Thief gave away games, it wouldn't be excessive to invite all your relatives and friends to register accounts and claim them, freeloading off him to the fullest.

"Brothers, let's open a lucky bag today and draw a hundred copies of Tears of the Kingdom." Unable to resist, Yinzi lit a cigarette. Afraid it would affect the stream, he could only turn the camera to the side.

With the camera facing the wall, faint smoke occasionally drifted into view, shrouding the lens.

"A hundred is too few. Let's draw two hundred." He coughed twice, choking so badly his voice sounded a little hoarse.

'Holy shit, boss, so generous!'

'Freeload! Freeload like crazy! May the luck of the chosen one bless me!'

'I've already invited all my friends to enter the lucky bag draw. The advantage is mine this time!'

'Isn't two hundred still a little too few?'

'Bro, two hundred is about enough. Sigh.'

Usually, when Old Thief released a new game, lucky bags only gave away a dozen or so copies. This time, though, it was truly generous.

Yinzi said nothing. He had the money; he could have drawn a thousand copies.

It was not that he begrudged the money. His entire career had been built step by step alongside Old Thief. He was simply afraid—afraid that if he gave away too many copies, Tears of the Kingdom's final sales would not be high, and that more than half of them might even be propped up by giveaways from various streamers.

Giving away a few hundred could still