[Xiao Yuyu: Don't leave! I think this streamer probably has other talents.]
[Fisher: I've noticed this Xiao Yuyu has been speaking up for the streamer right from the start. Tell us, are you a paid shill? How much are you getting? Count me in.]
[Dawn Seeker: If there's money to be made, count me in too.]
[Fisher: @Dawn Seeker, perfect timing. What was it you said earlier? If he chopped it off, you'd send a hundred little hearts. It might have been magic, but he did chop it off. Come on, send those gifts.]
[Above the Clouds: Exactly! The only reason I haven't left is that I'm waiting to see you send the gifts.]
[Dawn Seeker: Crap, that counts?]
[Fisher: You can't expect him to actually chop it off, can you? Would Kuaiyin even let someone stream that?]
[Dawn Seeker: Fair point... Fine, I'm a man of my word. It's just a hundred little hearts. Here they come!]
A pink little-heart gift with a ×100 beside it immediately appeared in the public chat.
[Above the Clouds: Bro, I believe in you.]
[Dawn Seeker: Keep it low-key, keep it low-key.]
[Dawn Seeker: I'm really curious what they're going to perform next with acting this cringeworthy.]
[Fisher: Same here.]
Outside the chat, Lin Mo saw that their performance had accomplished absolutely nothing—not even gaining him a single follower—and simply tossed the Fruit Knife aside.
Enel's severed hand had also recovered through his ability.
Having ignored the public chat until now, Enel leaned over and glanced at it.
When he saw what they were saying, he couldn't help bursting into laughter at Lin Mo. "Yahahaha! See? Nobody believes you."
Lin Mo stepped forward and kicked Enel again. "Shut up!"
Granted, without Armament Haki, Lin Mo's kicks didn't hurt him at all.
But out