This operation left Mr. Baiyi completely flabbergasted. Isn't this guy supposed to be a top-tier micro-manager among gaming gods?
Where's that cold aloofness from when he used to crush live stream hosts in computer games?
The players unanimously activated their recording functions.
This is big news, definitely headline-worthy.
In the meantime, the live chat in the Guard Brigade's stream erupted, with messages of "hahaha" flooding in continuously. Clearly, they'd never seen Demacia like this before.
Mr. Baiyi couldn't help but rummage through his Space Ring. In the very corner, he found a Magic Staff that had dropped from a slain player, took it out, and tossed it to Demacia: "I've been a bit busy lately...."
Guard Brigade: ???
Player: ???
Mr. Baiyi paused, sensing the excitement among the players around him, several of whom had already started tearing up.
He quietly squatted down, grabbed the money pouch that Demacia had just received: "Consider this a cheap sale to you!"
