Quick Wear: Driving Gods in a Dark Fairy Tale

"Alas, you are a person who says one thing and means another."

Jiang Tu sighed: "It's okay to cheat others, but it's really pitiful to be reduced to cheating yourself."

"I really want to know what will become of the Fairy Tale Department if Baijun dies one day."

Jiang Tu fiddled with the silver bell on his wrist, his eyes passed through Pinocchio and fell on the original place, whispering very softly:

“I’m really looking forward to that day.”

On the other side, Baijun, who was leaning on a cushioned shell chair without losing a single hair, was cleaning up the backstage that was completely clogged due to an influx of private messages.

The first thing that catches your eye is a list of 99+ private messages that is all red from beginning to end.

The superscript showing the total number of information below is stuck at +, the highest value.

And this information does not even include those that he has blocked and those that have not been received because the limit for receiving information has been reached.

The degree of terror is evident.

Bai Jun yawned lazily, glanced at the background interface casually, and then without even looking at it, he dragged the information corner icon displayed below and threw all the information into the "cleanup box" next to it.

Tens of thousands of private messages disappeared in an instant.

He didn't click on any of them. That casual glance was not even enough to see the display screen clearly indicating the private message meeting.

It was all cleared away so easily.

[??? No, you didn’t even read all this information?]

[The heartless fraudster is as ruthless as ever. You are worthy of being me, Baijun. ]

[Luckily, I was quick and captured his private message interface! Brothers and sisters who didn’t see it clearly, don’t worry, I will post it and share it with everyone [Picture jpg.]]

[Li Yaotu, Witch Doctor Minglai, Lucky Anchor Tao Yaoyao, Prophet, Yu Shuyan...]

[Wow, wow, wow, a small screenshot shocked me for three years. A total of more than a dozen names were captured, three with titles, and two with gold logos in the top ten of the overall list. Who is calling for the killing of fraudsters? ]

[If it weren’t for the fact that I’ve been criticized for making white mushrooms for so many years, I would have suspected that I was mentally ill. Suddenly, I felt like “I woke up and the whole world began to love me.” ]

[Ahhh, I knew you would be fine! Baijun, I am your dog! ]

【Thanks to the kindhearted person who took the screenshot. I have read through more than a dozen names, and each one is more familiar than the last. Then I checked the overall list, and it is all familiar names.】

[After reading this, I have once again refreshed my understanding of Bai Jun's popularity and character. I know the others, but who is Yu Shuyan? I have never heard of her. I just looked at the overall list and it seems that there is no such person. ]

[No, big brother, you traveled through time, didn't you? You have never heard of Yu Shuyan, a fairy-tale beauty.]

[Wow, it's only been a few years and people are already asking who Yu Shuyan is? Baijun, you are such a beast. Since you, no one cares about my wife anymore. Please give me back my wife whom I have never met! ]

[Yu Shuyan, the only top butterfly slave in Nanquan Auction House who has the right to relative freedom and is auctioned at a sky-high price. Really, you haven't seen the scene at that time. The top beauty can seduce people with just one look! It's not that I haven't seen beautiful beauties before, but I have never seen one as beautiful as Yu Shuyan. No kidding, I can give my life to him if he smiles. If I had money, I would have bid too. ]

[Fuck, how can you, Baijun, have the heart to lock up such a beautiful butterfly slave like Yu Shuyan at home every day and not reply to his messages? ]

[It's funny, what's Yu Shuyan? He didn't even reply to Tao Yaoyao's message. He didn't even look at her, ignoring everyone equally. ]

【Really heartless, I like it. 】

[So skilled, so ruthless and heartless to the point of Baijun, there is really no point in living anymore. ]

After clearing the private messages in the background, Bai Jun looked at the barrage of comments that were floating like snowflakes in front of him, thoughtfully.

"Ah, although I haven't finished my last words, it seems that I won't die at the moment, so I'll tell you next time."

Audience in the live broadcast room: "..."

Thank you, that's really expected and not surprising at all.

"It's a bit regrettable. But since I don't have any last words to share with you, I will close the live broadcast first. See you next time."

After saying that, Bai Jun decisively cut off the live broadcast without giving anyone a chance to react.

"Although, what are you regretting?"