"..."
How could you even divine this wish of mine that I had forgotten long ago?
Master Xiao, were you really a living immortal?
Tang Jianing collapsed onto the ground.
Her head hung low, her beautiful face flushed crimson with shame. Gradually, tears spilled from her eyes.
Xiao Yu's words struck her right where she was most vulnerable.
In truth, she had been trying all along to suppress her "conscience."
But now, Xiao Yu had broken straight through her defenses.
"Master Xiao, I... I... I was wrong... I'll never do anything like this again. I'm leaving Ten Miles of Peach Blossoms!"
A simple admission of wrongdoing and declaration that she was leaving.
It announced the end of Ten Miles of Peach Blossoms, the account crowned top creator of the year.
Xiao Yu looked past Liu Jun, who was deathly pale and trembling all over, and turned to the others.
"What about you? Since you love money so much, just name the price of your consciences. I, Xiao Yu, will buy them!"
Whatever these members were thinking, they naturally couldn't actually name a price in front of the cameras and the livestream audience.
Those who felt ashamed, or realized Ten Miles of Peach Blossoms was finished, promptly announced their departures, making the same choice as Tang Jianing.
Those who still had money on their minds and really wanted to "sell their consciences," or who refused to admit defeat and thought they still had a chance, said nothing.
But regardless.
As they announced their departures one after another.
The Ten Miles of Peach Blossoms team dwindled from ten members to four.
Whether they had acted out of shame, reason, or because they had witnessed how terrifying Xiao Yu was and decided that discretion was the better part of valor, Xiao Yu would