Silence.
The whole place was quiet.
Ji You looked at the stupefied audience, curling her lips into a smile and said, "Sorry to have made a spectacle, Jiang Wu was just my 53rd opponent defeated in this online contest. The number is admittedly a bit low, I'll keep striving, please continue to support me."
Jiang Wu: "..."
Audience: "..."
Ji You: "Thanks for the encouragement."
Jiang Wu: "..."
Audience: "..."
The audience was suffocated for a few seconds, and then Jiang Wu was the first to jump up, clutching her chest, chattering loudly, "Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Rag Queen, that's enough already! That's not how you show off, aaaah!!!"
Mad at her too!
It's one thing for one to show off themselves, but quite another to have someone else do it by stepping on you to get ahead—it's unbearable.
Hellishly unbearable.
53 opponents?
What does that even mean?