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Skylar continued speaking, "I know this might be a little difficult. Streaming the fights means that you'll reveal your true abilities to the world without hiding anything. Everyone will find out all of your absolute techniques, but…" "But what?" Chase asked. "Their offer is really good." This piqued Chase's curiosity. How much did they offer? After more probing, he found out that they had offered 10,000 spiritual stones for each fight they streamed. Even Chase was shocked by such a generous offer.

"Lexi, you just wait! I'm hiring people to run the stream around the clock! You're not seeing a single cent!" I pulled out my phone and started reaching out to a few professional streamers I knew, hoping one of them would be willing to go public about what Aunt Sandra had done. Another dead end. The ones who'd called me their girl every other day were suddenly unreachable. "Lexi, this is tricky. The platform's cracking down on that kind of thing. We can't be seen going after each other."

"I'm fine with anything you buy for me." Mabel didn't hold back at the exhibition and spared no expense, buying me two diamond watches and a pair of sapphire cufflinks. This attracted tons of envious glances from the other people in the hall. A muscular waiter then accidentally bumped into Mabel, spilling champagne on her. "Oh, I'm so sorry, miss! Let me clean it up for you—" Mabel immediately shoved him away and said, "Get off me! I won't let any other man aside from my Dusty to touch me!"

The girl next to Liam smiled sweetly and gently. "Miss Helma, I'm Anastasia Troy." Helma was a little surprised. "Do you know me?" "I often heard Liam talk about you, and I like to watch your live streams." As soon as Anastasia's voice fell, the woman beside Chandler looked at Helma curiously. The woman thought, 'So this is the daughter of the Kings who does live streaming. She could just be a sheltered daughter from a wealthy family, but she had to start a subpar live stream channel to become an Internet celebrity.'

Marcus walked two steps ahead of me, holding a massive 4K video camera on a gimbal, filming every single step. "Keep walking slow, Anna!" Marcus instructed, monitoring his screen. "The lighting on this dress is insane! We're doing a live broadcast right now and already have two million people watching the stream!" As we neared the center stage where a brand-new, twin-turbo Italian Ferrari hypercar sat under the spotlight, a group of local Miami male creators stood around holding champagne glasses. I recognized the guy in the middle—Chad, a flashy online car influencer who was famous for renting exotic cars and pretending he owned them.

I'm working the overnight shift at a convenience store, restocking shelves, when a female live streamer bursts through the front door at 2:00 am. She holds her phone out in front of her, broadcasting live to over 600 thousand viewers online. The camera sweeps across the store before zeroing right in on me. "You're still working the overnight shift at a convenience store at your age? Are you just not planning on getting married?" I don't even bother looking up. "Not really interested." She gives me a knowing smile. "Oh. I guess your income doesn't really allow for it, huh?" The comments in the live chat explode instantly. [A night shift clerk talking about marriage? How absurd!] [He'

"Med school was a waste on him—he can't even match a vet." As the insults scrolled by like wildfire, I didn't even flinch. I let out a soft chuckle and addressed the camera casually, "Thanks for your attention and support, everyone. Don't forget to like, follow, and tip if you want. Feel free to upgrade to a premium membership." A young doctor suddenly charged at me, knocking my phone to the floor. "Are you out of your mind? Your ex-wife's life is on the line in isolation, and you're live-streaming for tips?"

Suddenly, Jason’s voice echoed in the live stream room. Both Jason and Alex stood protectively in front of Kimberly, while my grandmother and Mr. Williams glared at me with disdain. They had actually tracked me down to the live broadcast location. Alex fumed with anger, he stepped forward and punched John. He ordered him to turn off the screen. Seeing the fear in John’s eyes, I gave a subtle nod, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He then shut down the screen and scrambled to flee the live stream.

Thomas pondered for a while before he said to Pisces, “Did you bring the Ipad?” “Yes.” “Give it to me.” “Okay.” Thomas reached out to take the Ipad and tapped on it until he opened the Shark Hunters live streaming platform. There, he found Moon, which was Stella’s live streaming channel. It was the stage name that Stella would use when she went live. Thomas put on his earphones and watched Stella’s live broadcast. It was different from the sexy female live streamers who performed salacious dances. Stella’s live stream channel was simple, as she was just singing, and her outfit was also conservative.

MrBigbro hesitated before opening the private chat. **MrBigbro**: Want me to tip more? If you come out today, I’ll send more. **pretty girl**: MrBigbro, you know I’m different from other streamers. **MrBigbro**: I don’t care. I’ve spent so much money on you, and I can’t even see you in person? **pretty girl**: We’ve video chatted before. **MrBigbro**: 100,000 just for a video call? Sis, I’m not stupid.