Qin Fen's Moments had become a formidable tool, though Big Chef had never expected it. He had only meant to let his friends know-to tell Xiao Qian and the others that this was what they were going to do. Everyone had used Moments before, after all.
But Qin Fen had just returned from his journey between realms and become linked to the Dao. His Moments was now bound to the Official Account Rhythm Beneath the Desk Lamp, and the Heavenly Dao's backend automatically shared his posts.
It wasn't just the friends he had added who could hear them. Even people who knew of him, or paid particular attention to him, were invisibly registered by the Heavenly Dao as followers of his personal Official Account.
What happened once they followed him? Official Account messages were broadcast to everyone. This feature had only just been activated, and Big Chef knew nothing about it. The moment he sent that post out...
Holy fucking shit! The union's Heavenly Immortals were stunned, followed by the students at Lanxiang. The wave kept spreading. Every member of the Demon Tribe in Haitian was stunned, the Western Sea Aquatic Tribe was stunned, and all the great demon kings throughout the Earthly Immortal Realm who took an interest in Qin Fen were dumbfounded.
Old Ox, who had been smoking a cigar, spat out a mouthful of smoke. His eyes widened as he stared blankly into the distance, while a piece of chocolate fell from Sun Wukong's hand beside him.
The two exchanged a look. "What the hell is the Jiangnan Leather Factory?"
Sun Wukong shook his head in utter bewilderment. "Who's that bastard boss Huang He?"
Qin Fen had spent ages searching for this advertising spiel. In the past, he would happen to hear it while out on the