The second-ranked fan took off his sunglasses, revealing eyes with the whites showing beneath the irises. His tone was tinged with dissatisfaction. "She fell asleep? Is she really that tired?"
"Yeah, please try to understand." Emil Redmond explained with the same old excuse. "Joy is under a lot of pressure at home. She has a whole family to support, so besides streaming, she has to work part-time..."
The second-ranked fan frowned. "But we made plans in advance for today. Why would she wear herself out like this?"
Emil Redmond said placatingly, "Sir, I'll have Joy be more careful next time. Can we just leave it at that for today?"
An impatient look crossed the fan's face. He said coldly, "If this happens again, don't blame me for taking my business to another stream."
"Got it, got it." Emil Redmond nodded emphatically and pushed the door open. "So, sir, are you going in now? There's a bathroom inside."
The second-ranked fan walked into the room with a cold expression.
