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73: Chapter 73 The Succulents Have Arrived

Immortal in Exile was completely broken.

"Damn it, is this guy sick in the head?"

[ Lv72 Immortal in Exile: What's the meaning of this? Targeting me? ] (Floating Screen)

[ Lv68 Qingshan: Didn't you target me first? ] (Floating Screen)

Seeing Qingshan's floating screen, Immortal in Exile was so angry he laughed. It was clearly him targeting me, yet he turns around and accuses me instead.

[ Lv72 Immortal in Exile: Fine, fine, fine. Let's see if you can make everyone rest, huh? ] (Floating Screen)

[ Lv72 Immortal in Exile gifted Coconut carnival × 1 ] (30,000 diamond)

[ Lv68 Qingshan: Just one carnival? Tsk tsk tsk! ] (Floating Screen)

[ Lv68 Qingshan gifted Coconut dragon-riding ranger × 10 ] (300,000 diamond)

[ Lv68 Qingshan: Rest! ] (Floating Screen)

Immortal in Exile was left speechless by Qingshan and could only comfort himself in his heart: Making this idiot spend more money means I've won.

After deceiving himself for a while, Immortal in Exile continued to gift carnivals to the others one by one.

My one carnival for that idiot's ten dragon-riding rangers—I'm making a profit.

Seeing that Immortal in Exile wasn't taking the bait, Qingshan stopped mocking him and simply countered with ten dragon-riding rangers every time to make them rest.

It wasn't until he finished sending ten dragon-riding rangers to Orange that he sent another floating screen.

[ Lv68 Qingshan: Alright, everyone is resting. Let's move directly to the next segment! ] (Floating Screen)

Host Damao: "Alrighty, thank you to Emperor Shan for supporting everyone. Emperor Shan has decreed, let's proceed to the next segment..."

Upon seeing Qingshan's floating screen, Host Damao immediately shouted. He even deliberately pinched his voice for the last few sentences; he truly had no shame left.

But come to think of it, with a big brother like this coming to feed him every day, who needs shame?

Making money isn't shameful.

Immortal in Exile was also disgusted by Host Damao's actions and simply flicked his sleeves and left.

He didn't want to stay in such a shameless Livestream Room for even a second longer.

Block, must block.

[ Emperor Shan is domineering. ]

[ Emperor Shan is awesome. ]

[ Eunuch Mao? ]

[ Hey, how bold! That's called Head Steward Mao. ]

[ Host Damao has been promoted. ]

[ Brother Immortal seems to have left. ]

[ Let him go. This isn't a place for him to throw a tantrum. ]

[ Isn't it a bit bad for Brother Qingshan to drive away all the big brothers like this? ]

[ The one just now was just looking for trouble; how can he be considered a big brother? ]

[ You haven't spent a single cent, yet you're offering opinions. ]

[ The ones making money and the ones spending money have no complaints, yet you, a spectator, have opinions. ]

[ Isn't having Emperor Shan enough? ]

The idiots in the barrage didn't affect the progress of the Livestream Room. After Energetic Girls and the others finished firing the salute cannons, they performed the Emperor Shan Showmanship Dance again before starting the individual challenge segment.

[ Lv68 Qingshan: Is there anyone from the Blade Sect in the Livestream Room now? ] (Floating Screen)

Seeing Qingshan's floating screen, Host Damao opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.

Fortunately, Emperor Shan's fans in the barrage spoke up for him.

[ After Emperor Shan asked that, the Blade Sect probably packed up and ran away immediately. ]

[ Emperor Shan, you just drove away a Level 72 big brother; who would dare to be the Blade Sect now? ]

[ If Emperor Shan wants to play, we can play a couple of rounds with you. ]

[ That's right, I'll risk my life to accompany Emperor Shan; I still have 20,000 votes in my bag. ]

Zhang Shan saw that the people speaking in the barrage were basically his own fans, and he realized he had asked a rhetorical question.

That's true; he had just gifted so much, surely no one dared to play against him.

[ Lv68 Qingshan: Then forget it. What's the point of fighting with our own people? I'm heading out; I have things to do in reality. ] (Floating Screen)

Host Damao: "Alrighty brother, take care Emperor Shan, respectfully sending off the Emperor..."

Zhang Shan saying he was leaving wasn't an excuse; he really had something to do.

Because Miaomiao had woken up.

"Brother Shan~"

After waking up, Miaomiao didn't see Zhang Shan and thought Brother Shan had left, which scared her so much she rushed out.

Seeing Zhang Shan on the sofa, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Because she had rushed out in such a hurry, her collar had slipped down to her elbows.

Hearing the sound, Zhang Shan looked up and saw Miaomiao running over duang duang duang.

He immediately felt a sense of earth-shaking, which left him dizzy and dazzled.

What's going on? An earthquake?

[ This station reports that a magnitude ⊙⊙ earthquake just occurred in a local area of this city... ]

Seeing Zhang Shan looking a bit dazed, Miaomiao immediately became concerned.

"Brother Shan, what's wrong?"

As she spoke, she naturally wrapped her arms around Zhang Shan's arm.

Hiss...

Zhang Shan's hand trembled, and he almost couldn't help throwing out another dragon soaring to the nine heavens.

When he saw that Miaomiao's lips were a bit pale, he suppressed his thoughts and said with some heartache: "I'm fine. It's you, you seem a bit dehydrated. Look, your lips are chapped."

Hearing Zhang Shan say she was dehydrated, Miaomiao's little face instantly turned rosy, and she subconsciously glanced in the direction of the master bedroom.

"Oh my~ Brother Shan, you're too bad."

Miaomiao grabbed Zhang Shan's arm, shaking it left and right, and started acting coquettishly.

Hiss...

This girl is definitely doing it on purpose.

After having a hearty breakfast with Miaomiao, Zhang Shan took the hotel's private car to the airport together.

On the way, the driver very tactfully lowered the partition, choosing to see nothing.

After getting into the car, Miaomiao seemed to stick to Zhang Shan, holding onto his arm tightly and refusing to let go.

Zhang Shan actually enjoyed it quite a bit; he wasn't surprised by Miaomiao's attitude toward him.

He was young, handsome, wealthy, and well-endowed. After getting in touch with him, it would be hard not to fall in love with him.

Unless this person had no desires.

Whether you like money, good looks, or even the feeling of pleasure.

Zhang Shan could satisfy all of it.

He was simply the model of a perfect man.

The only drawback might be that he was too popular.

Once a person becomes outstanding, they will also have some happy troubles.

Under Miaomiao's reluctant gaze, Zhang Shan sent her into the departure lounge.

Then he turned resolutely and walked toward the exit.

Duorou was wearing a simple white T-shirt and jeans, her hair falling naturally onto her shoulders. She looked like a pure college student, drawing side-glances from passersby.

She had been standing at the exit for nearly 10 minutes. Although she hadn't waited for Brother Zhang Shan yet, she wasn't anxious at all.

Since Brother Zhang Shan said he would come to pick her up, he would definitely come.

As for being late?

What kind of lateness is that?

Brother Zhang Shan is so busy, he must have been delayed by something.

I wonder how old Brother Zhang Shan is, and what he looks like?

He wouldn't be that kind of chubby middle-aged uncle, right?

Probably not. Judging from the tone of his messages, Brother Zhang Shan shouldn't be very old.

...

Just as Duorou was lost in thought, she saw a sunny, handsome young man walking toward her.

"Sigh, another one here to hit on me."

If it were a few years ago, she might have been very happy if such a tall and handsome boy came to hit on her.

But now, she only felt a bit annoyed.

Seeing that Duorou had no reaction after seeing him, and instead frowned, Zhang Shan realized something.

He then remembered that Duorou had never met him, and seeing him come over, she probably took him for someone trying to pick her up.

So Zhang Shan decided to tease her.

"Hey sis, you're here from the south for tourism, right? Couldn't get a taxi? Where do you want to go? I can give you a free ride, no charge."

Zhang Shan walked up to Duorou and said with a very familiar smile.

Hearing Zhang Shan's words, Duorou immediately wanted to roll her eyes, but then thought that rolling her eyes wasn't very ladylike, so she said unhappily: "Brother, I'm a local. I'm waiting for someone, so I won't trouble you."

"Haha, oh my, so it's one of our own. Sis, you're back to visit relatives, right?"

"How did you know?" Duorou was a bit surprised.

"Not only do I know you're here to visit relatives, but I also know your relative is called Brother Zhang Shan, Haha."

Hearing Zhang Shan's words, Duorou was instantly stunned, then looked at Zhang Shan with a face full of surprise.

"You are...?"

"Let's go, it was agreed that I would come to pick you up."

Zhang Shan smiled and reached out his hand to Duorou.

Ah... ah... ah!

"You really are Brother Zhang Shan?"

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