"She'll definitely comfort her. Don't worry."
"Stop kidding yourself. Our Fu Hua has a terminal case of insensitive guy syndrome."
Amid a sky full of scrolling comments.
On the game screen.
True Fu Hua spoke.
Her tone was flat, even carrying a hint of indifference.
"...This only proves that you have yet to understand yourself."
"You didn't keep me here out of affection."
"You simply needed an audience to confirm your own existence."
Every player instantly turned to stone.
Then came a chorus of anguished cries.
"Fu Hua! Is that mouth of yours blessed or stitched shut?"
"You really have no idea how to talk to people, huh?"
"Confirmed: she's utterly clueless about feelings!"
"You're saying that now? Is your head full of water?"
"If I were her, I'd want to strangle you too."
"Couldn't you just humor her for a couple of lines? The Herrscher would do whatever you said!"
"What kind of thought process produces a move like that?"
"Absurdity opened the door for absurdity, and now it's right at home."
"Celestial, your heart is harder than steel rebar."
Seriously, they were utterly speechless.
The livestream's scrolling comments instantly erupted.
If anyone could have seen the players' expressions at that moment, they would have witnessed frenzied complaints following a deathly silence.
Someone slapped their thigh repeatedly, shouting in exasperation, "Fu Hua! You keep talking about humanity's welfare, but your actions betray you!"
"Go comfort her! It won't cost you anything or draw blood. Is it that hard?"
The viewers in front of their screens were too speechless to speak.
Black Fu Hua, at the center of the storm, was even more irritated.
"Aaaargh! You're so annoying!"
She tugged at her hair in frustration, her gaze nearly out of control. "There's just no communicating with someone like