Noticing Ye Qing's gaze, the streamer asked with a smile, "Excuse me, handsome, could I interview you?"
"No."
Ye Qing refused outright. You think a beauty trap would work on me? What a joke!
"Quack."
Psyduck nodded, thinking that little Qing had done well and hadn't embarrassed him.
"Uh..."
At such a decisive refusal, the young streamer's smile froze, and for a moment she didn't know how to respond.
Ye Qing lowered his head and continued eating his noodles while carefully reading the various announcements issued by the Shanhai City Trainer Association.
Psyduck leaned his head toward the young woman's screen across from him, slurping noodles while studying the footage with a pretentious air of profundity.
The moment a dopey-looking Psyduck suddenly appeared on camera, the comments exploded.
Banquet King: "Why does this duck seem so dumb?"
One Sword's Charm: "Have some confidence. Drop the 'seem.'"
Psyduck scratched his head. Although he couldn't read the text, the sharp sixth sense his Psychic typing gave him told him that these definitely weren't nice words.
Calling Trainers from across the country to Shanhai City to clear a dungeon?
Reading that message on his phone, Ye Qing frowned slightly. Was the Purple Vortex really about to stir this time?
Looking at the comments on her screen, the young streamer had no choice but to take a thousand yuan in cash from her bag and quietly slip it onto Ye Qing's table, out of the camera's view.
At the same time, she looked at him pitifully, as though saying, Please help me out, handsome.
Ye Qing put down his chopsticks and immediately pocketed the money.
He swore he really wasn't doing it for the money. It was his fine, helpful nature that had decided he should help her.
It was only a few questions.