Where's the cute girl we were promised? She's completely wiped out S-rank dungeons!

[Ding~ Rewards are stacking... Now broadcasting all achievements of player "Song Yuan" in this dungeon]

[Reward points upon completion: 3]

[Fan income: 64.4]

Current number of followers: 32.6

[Livestream donations: 102 million]

[Paid revenue sharing: 38.7]

[Ding~ Congratulations! You have obtained a god-tier item. This item is a natural drop and can be used 1 time.]

【Item Name: The Guardian's Tears】

【How to use: Drip this item into the eyes of a player or NPC to make them wait at a specific location. The length of time they wait and the location can be specified by the player.】

It can trap your enemies in a dungeon forever, preventing them from ever being free.

Keep your loved one by your side, never to be separated.

Or perhaps, all you need is a pair of eyes that wait for you, that shed tears for you?

[Ding~ Your overall level has been upgraded to E]

[Ding~ You have climbed to fourth place on the "Rising Stars Ranking" and received the "Strongest Dark Horse" badge!]

[Also, congratulations on receiving a thank-you note from an NPC.]

[Gratitude points will automatically offset hatred points. Your hatred points have been automatically reset to zero. Current hatred points: 0]

The live stream chat was churning with frenzied chatter; the situation was beyond Midnight Ghost's control. An F-rank player killing an A-rank player was already a major publicity stunt. Not to mention, the one killed was the nephew of Midnight Ghost's vice-president; the chat was practically going crazy.

[Holy crap! Holy crap!!! I thought I might make a lot, but I didn't expect to make this much! I thought I might gain a lot of followers, but I didn't expect to gain this much! Song Yuan!!! Yuan God, look at me, I'm your long-time fan!!!]

[This is hilarious! You, Yuan Shen, only played two games in total. You call that a long-time fan? When Vice President Fu told you to unfollow, could you honestly say you didn't?]

[Ahhh, please blow me a kiss, sister! I want to screenshot it and keep it forever! Qiao Shen always gives us perks after we finish the game, this sister is so aloof!]

[Iris Goddess! Iris Goddess, please carry me in the next game! Ahhh, I'm going to camp out in the login lobby right now, I absolutely have to see her in person!]

[My god, do you guys really dare to go to the Login Hall to guard the Kite God? Don't you know what the Login Hall has become? Hey, I advise you not to go!]

Depart from the hall.

With an incredible 0.01% luck, Song Yuan found herself in front of Fu Zhengyang as soon as she left the dungeon.

Even Fu Zhengyang himself was stunned for a moment, and his eyes instantly ignited with overwhelming hatred and rage—they killed his nephew, and now they dare to appear in front of him so brazenly!

And it even appeared right under his nose, how incredibly arrogant!

Song Yuan sighed, feeling utterly annoyed. She'd barely stepped out of the dungeon when troublemakers showed up.

The three men in front of her were like three towering mountains, completely blocking her view.

The one in the middle is Fu Zhengyang. Although he is middle-aged and fine wrinkles have appeared on his face, his excellent features conceal this.

He's not the same as He Xiao. He Xiao can only be described as handsome, or to put it bluntly, a womanizing hothead.

However, Fu Zhengyang's features were much more handsome and upright, and when he wore a single-lens glasses, he even had the air of a refined scholar.

On the left is a man wielding two swords. He has a fierce appearance, with unusually rough skin all over his body. He has a scar on his left cheek. The swords are half a meter long and gleam coldly as they are rested on his shoulder, exuding a powerful aura of intimidation.

The man on the right had a hunched back and a slender body—yes, slender. Even bent over, he was estimated to be two meters tall. A giant, entirely white python was coiled around his neck, and he had heavy dark circles under his eyes, looking like he'd been suffering from kidney deficiency for almost fifty years.

Fu Zhengyang stared intently at Song Yuan's face and sneered, "So you're Song Yuan?"

Song Yuan nodded calmly: "It's me. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"What do you think? Do you know who He Xiao works for? Do you know what our relationship is? Do you know... what the consequences will be for killing my man?"

He became increasingly agitated as he spoke, drawing ever closer. Song Yuan took a step back to remind him:

"Isn't it normal for players to suffer casualties in dungeons? He didn't provoke me, so why did he end up like this?"

Also, if you keep moving forward, you'll be exceeding social distancing limits.

"You bastard! How dare you provoke our vice president!"

Hearing her so casually summarize her nephew's death, Fu Zhengyang was so angry he almost laughed. The loyal dual-wielding man raised his swords and cursed at Song Yuan:

"A brat who hasn't even grown her first hair! She's about to die and she's still being stubborn. Chairman, I'll take her down right now..."

"Alright, stop now."

Just as the man wielding the dual swords was about to strike, Fu Zhengyang stopped him. He coldly glanced at the two team members:

"Have you completely forgotten the consequences of killing players outside of dungeons?"

The man with the double swords listened to Fu Zhengyang and immediately wilted upon hearing her words; the fierce expression on his face temporarily faded, and he simply stood behind Fu Zhengyang glaring at her menacingly.

Fu Zhengyang looked down at Song Yuan's expressionless, calm face and left with a remark:

"We'll meet again, little girl."

He then turned and left with his two men.

The surrounding players were kept at a distance by the chilling aura emanating from Fu Zhengyang, and he managed to carve out a deserted path in the most crowded departure hall.

Song Yuan tilted her head. She thought she was going to fight these three people and had even calculated the probability of winning. But Fu Zhengyang did nothing and just left.

At the same time, a golden light suddenly appeared on her chest. The golden light flashed, quickly solidified, and finally turned into a small, exquisitely crafted badge in the shape of a sun.

Song Yuan reached out and touched it, wondering, "What is this thing...?"

"Feed—Song Yuan~"

Song Yuan turned around when she heard the voice and found that it was Qiao Ran, who had turned into a beautiful blonde with blue eyes.

Qiao Ran seemed to really like this look; this was the third time Song Yuan had seen him use it. Qiao Ran walked up to her, and just as Song Yuan was about to ask what the badge on her chest was, she noticed that Qiao Ran was wearing an identical one on his chest.

Noticing her gaze, Qiao Ran picked up the badge on her chest: "Hey, you're looking at this? Don't you think it's very strange that this thing appeared? You'll know if you scan it with the game panel."

Song Yuan frowned, brought up the game panel, and scanned it. A line of item descriptions appeared on it:

[God-tier item: The lovelorn man's golden lock]

[You can bind to any player~ When that player enters the next dungeon, you will also enter this dungeon with that player.]

Qiao Ran helplessly spread her hands: "Looks like we've both been targeted by Midnight Ghost. Have you seen the forum? It says Fu Zhengyang will personally participate in the next dungeon, and then..."

He reached out and slashed his neck hard, making a "I'm dead" face.

"Then they'll kill us inside in the most—most horrific way."