Following the closure of Nangong Qianyu's live stream, an unprecedented storm of public opinion erupted online.
The reason was simple: the world's only billion-fan streamer duo, the culinary connoisseur Qian Xun with six hundred million followers, and the special-grade martial artist Teacher Ye, had both announced their withdrawal from the internet.
Especially after the truth behind Teacher Ye's situation was revealed, most netizens were devastated.
"Teacher Ye's withdrawal from the internet, we probably forced him to, right! Hahaha!"
"Not just Teacher Ye, but Goddess Qian Xun too."
"We are truly pathetic! Looking back now, how foolish were the things we did!"
"Everyone, don't rush to repent yet! Let's first think about how to get Teacher Ye and Goddess Qian Xun back!"
"The person upstairs is right! The most important thing now is to get them back!"
"This... this should be very difficult! After all, Teacher Ye is truly disappointed in us this time!"
"No! No matter what! I will find a way to get Teacher Ye and the others back! You just wait and see!"
"Whoa! Brother! Don't scare me!"
"This... he's not going to do anything foolish, is he?"
"???"
...
After closing the live stream, Nangong Qianyu breathed a sigh of relief and slumped into her chair, utterly without a trace of ladylike composure.
At this moment, there were no signs of tears on her small face.
"Ah! Acting is so difficult!" she said, feeling fortunate. "Fortunately, I asked Yin Luo for some advice before, otherwise I would have definitely blown my cover!"
Acting?
Could everything Ye Ming and she had said in the live stream have been a performance?
"Qianyu! I didn't realize you had such a talent for acting!"
Behind her, Ye Ming walked over slowly, placed his hands on her delicate shoulders, and began to massage them. "Your tears just now, they made my heart ache!"
Feeling the gentle and comforting pressure on her shoulders, Nangong Qianyu enjoyed it immensely, and said with a touch of pride, "Of course! This young lady is a genius! Hehe!"
"But! It's all thanks to Yin Luo's good teaching! Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to make myself cry in such a short time!"
It seemed that Miss Qianyu wasn't taking all the credit herself.
"Mmm! Indeed!"
Ye Ming nodded. "Let's go! We need to reward ourselves properly!"
"Mmm!"
A moment later, Ye Ming and Nangong Qianyu emerged from the room and were a little taken aback by the sight of the women in the living room.
"This... you... are you all alright?"
Nangong Qianyu saw that their eyes were all red and had not expected this.
After all! They were all in on the secret!
"Cough! Cough!"
Ye Ming walked over to Yan Yin Luo, unsure of what to say. Among the women, her eyes were the reddest.
They even shimmered with a crystalline sheen.
"Brother Ming! I understand how it feels to be misunderstood by the entire internet!" Yan Yin Luo's voice trembled slightly, likely recalling what she had experienced before.
And the nightmare she had in her slumber!
Hearing this, Ye Ming finally understood why she was so sad.
"Alright! It's all over now!"
Ye Ming gently pulled her into his embrace and said softly, "From now on, such things will never happen again! I promise!"
"Mmm!"
...
At the same moment, at the headquarters of the Ancient Martial Artist Association.
They had received the news of Ye Ming's withdrawal from the internet immediately.
Therefore, even though Gu Taiyi was already severely injured, he convened an emergency meeting without delay.
This matter was simply too bizarre.
Apart from shock, all that remained was confusion.
In the hall, the atmosphere was still deathly somber. But unlike before, the somberness was mixed with a sense of profound mystery, easily making people feel agitated.
"What does this Ye Ming want to do? He's clearly won, and is at the peak of his momentum, yet he chooses to withdraw from the internet? This..."
"Alas! That young man is too mysterious! His every move is completely unpredictable!"
"Damn it! Now the reputation of our Ancient Martial Artist Association is in tatters. Those who cursed Ye Ming before have now all turned their attacks on us, saying we're the ones who caused their Teacher Ye to withdraw!"
"And what about this 'Sacred Spirit True Qi'? I've been practicing martial arts for decades and have never even heard of it! Isn't he just spouting nonsense?"
"Hmph! I think..."
*Bang!*
"Enough!"
Seeing the people below chattering incessantly and their emotions gradually becoming more agitated, Gu Taiyi shot them a cold glare, and a terrifying aura instantly pressed down on them.
Even with his injuries, his authority within the Ancient Martial Artist Association remained unchallengeable.
Gu Taiyi had lost to Ye Ming, but that didn't mean he was weak.
He was still the number one person in ancient martial arts.
"I gathered you all here not to complain and accuse. What we need to think about now is, what is Ye Ming's purpose in doing this?"
At this moment, everyone felt as if a towering mountain was pressing down on them, making them not even dare to raise their heads.
Their clothes gradually became soaked with cold sweat.
"Hmph! A bunch of..."
Just as Gu Taiyi was about to fly into a rage, the hall suddenly fell silent. Everyone, including Gu Taiyi, suddenly felt their bodies stiffen.
They were completely unable to move!
"Alas! Mortals are truly pathetic, unable to even control their own emotions!"
Just then, a leisurely sigh reached everyone's ears. Then, in the center of the hall, a man holding a black fan but dressed in white clothing appeared out of nowhere.
The man appeared to be in his mid-twenties, with a handsome face and clear, tranquil eyes. His long hair was tied up with a jade-white hairpin, giving him an air of gentle refinement and approachability.
"Your Excellency?"
Gu Taiyi, though unable to move, could still communicate verbally.
"President Gu! You don't need to know who I am at the moment! I don't have much time for this trip to the mortal world. So, let's dispense with unnecessary pleasantries!"
The white-clad man spoke with a cool tone, but without any arrogance. He waved his fan, and everyone present regained their ability to move.
"Entering the mortal world?"
Hearing these four words, Gu Taiyi's pupils widened slightly, as if he understood something.
"Please instruct me!"
Gu Taiyi clasped his hands in a respectful bow.
"Mmm!"
The white-clad man nodded slightly and said, "Although you lost this time, the problem was not with you! Therefore, the promise we made to you before is still valid!"
As he spoke, the white-clad man extended his hand, and several ancient books mysteriously appeared out of thin air. He instructed, "The information contained in these books is only permitted for inspection by Inspectors above the senior level of the Association! It must not be spread!"
Gu Taiyi, upon receiving the ancient books, immediately cupped his fists and said respectfully, "Thank you, Immortal Envoy! I will remember!"
Immortal Envoy!
This seemed to be a specific title!
"Alright! My task is complete! As for the young man's current actions, they are beyond your reach."
After saying this, the white-clad man left one last sentence and vanished into thin air.
"Remember! Manage the Ancient Martial Artist Association well! In the near future, we will return to the mortal world."