An Muhua, however, remained expressionless, as if none of this could faze him.
Su Nian glanced over at Mu Fei, who was standing with a crass posture.
Instead of continuing the conversation with him, she lit a stick of incense and began muttering an incantation.
The moment the incense was lit, Mu Fei abruptly collapsed.
Fortunately, an expensive Persian rug cushioned her fall.
[I've seen the streamer do amazing things so many times, but I can't help but scream 'holy shit' every single time.]
[The streamer's skillset is just so versatile.]
[So awesome! Awesome! Awesome!]
[The word 'incredible'—I've decided I'm only going to say it ten times today.]
Shock and panic flashed across An Muhua's face. He wanted to stop it, but he couldn't end the livestream. Strangely, the tablet felt as if it weighed a ton.
He couldn't even lift it.
As for covering Mu Fei's ears? Forget it. He was afraid she'd spit on him at any moment.
