The livestream chat was flooded with curses.
The abuse was so fierce that Choi Su-jin no longer even dared to appear on camera.
She hid in a corner of the room with the other beautiful women on the team, exchanging bewildered looks.
They only dared to use alternate accounts on their phones, secretly trying to sway opinion in the livestream chat.
At a time like this, those women were the only ones who would, or dared to, defend him.
Because they had no choice.
But nobody paid any attention to their defenses. Instead, they got cursed out too.
As a result, even fewer other viewers dared to speak up for him at this point.
After all.
Nobody was an idiot.
The police had spelled things out so clearly.
They had even drawn their guns and handcuffs. Without conclusive evidence...
Would they do that?
Would they dare?
The child was fake.
The single-father persona was fake.
He still had his house.
He still had his girlfriend.
And he had forced female fans to sell themselves and pose for photos.
By now, his fans felt a chill in their hearts, one after another.
Those brain-dead fans who had been scammed into buying counterfeits and still defended him felt an even more complicated mix of emotions.
They finally realized that perhaps they really were brain-dead.
Suddenly.
The livestream went black.
An announcement popped up.
A clarification and account-ban notice!
The streamer's account and livestream channel were permanently banned, and the platform would permanently blacklist him.
None of the streamer's actions had anything to do with the platform.
Well, from now on, Kim Jeong-tae would not merely be unable to sign a contract. He could forget about livestreaming or posting videos ever again.
At the hotel, Song Qingrong clutched her stomach and roared