Seeing that it really was getting late and Xia Mo could barely stay awake, Xiao Yu decided to wrap things up.
"Since no one has any objections, and I really am a little tired, let's stop here for today. We'll leave the drawing until tomorrow."
"Wait, wait!!! Master Xiao, please wait!! I still have something to ask, something extremely important. I'm not joking. I was planning to do whatever it took, even throw money at the drawing for a fortune-telling slot, but I didn't expect it to be canceled at the last minute... Please, let me take up a little more of your time. You have to help me!"
Seeing this, Xiao Yu smiled. "All right. If it's really that important, next time you can message Xia Mo, the assistant, or even a moderator directly. Please go ahead and connect your video, viewer."
"Thank you, Master Xiao!"
When the video connected, the person who appeared was a young man whose face was battered beyond recognition.
Xia Mo sucked in a sharp breath, her drowsiness instantly vanishing.
Xiao Yu's smile disappeared too, and his brows furrowed.
The viewers were all shocked.
Because someone had clearly beaten him up!
"That's brutal! How did he get beaten so badly?"
"Looks like it just happened. How did he get beaten up while watching Master Xiao's stream?"
"Seriously? I was just about to log off and go to sleep, and now something this intense happens?"
"What... he got beaten up while watching Master Xiao's stream?"
"His whole face is swollen and bruised. You can't even recognize him. They really did a number on him."
"Look at his eyes. He looks absolutely devastated and furious. Did his girlfriend run off with someone who then beat him up?"
"We've got a prophet here! Quick, kill him!"
Xiao