Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group

Ye Chen just replied calmly, ”No way.”

Seeing that, I’m the Handsomest knew his hope was dead and showed a dejected expression.

Other than begging Ye Chen, he really couldn’t think of any other way to escape punishment.

Seeing that the loser I’m the Handsomest didn’t do anything, all the netizens waiting to watch the drama were unhappy.

”Why hasn’t this streamer accepted his punishment yet?”

”How long do you expect us to wait?”

”Can’t afford to lose or what? Since you’re like this, don’t do mic-link PKs with people, and you even had the nerve to set the punishment rules.”

”Exactly, isn’t this just lifting a rock and smashing your own foot?”

Seeing those comments, I’m the Handsomest was so mad he was about to blow a lung.

Of course there were also Ye Chen’s fans here, and they all wanted to see I’m the Handsomest make a fool of himself.

After all, he offended their favorite streamer; there had to be a price, it couldn’t just be brushed off so easily.

Ye Chen felt his fans were really too awesome; without him saying much, they could force I’m the Handsomest to accept his punishment.

Seeing this, I’m the Handsomest didn’t dare deny it anymore; he thought to himself, losing face is losing face.

With a thud, I’m the Handsomest actually knelt on the ground, and this move really startled the netizens.

They hadn’t expected I’m the Handsomest to actually kneel; this action was basically rubbing his face into the floor.

The netizens didn’t stop there; the comment section was almost all messages asking I’m the Handsomest to sing ”Conquest.”

I’m the Handsomest hesitated for a moment, then started screaming the song at the top of his lungs; right now he was mentally collapsing inside.

The fans who liked I’m the Handsomest couldn’t bear to watch their idol like this.

I’m the Handsomest didn’t have a good voice, so when he sang ”Conquest” it was like ghosts wailing and wolves howling, extremely grating.

The netizens couldn’t stand listening anymore, but seeing that Ye Chen had no intention of letting him stop...

Though it sounded awful, I’m the Handsomest had a completely intoxicated expression; at first he was depressed, but as he sang his confidence suddenly exploded.

He was the only one who thought it sounded good; netizens in front of their phone screens were all stuffing up their ears, unable to take it.

Of course, some people took the opportunity to record this clip and upload it online.

After finishing the song, I’m the Handsomest directly left the stream room.

In an instant his face turned incredibly ugly; even though he’d just been intoxicated by his own singing, at the end of the day he’d taken a huge fall.

After suffering such humiliation, how could I’m the Handsomest possibly let it go?

He was going to mobilize his fans to bombard Ye Chen.

He checked the time; it was already late, but Ye Chen still hadn’t left the stream. He’d decided to properly thank the fans who supported him.

”Thank you all for your support. Tonight I’ll bring you an even more exciting story.”

Hearing Ye Chen say that, the fans were all very happy.

”Oppa, that’s awesome, I’m so looking forward to it.”

”Good thing I didn’t turn my phone off, or I would’ve missed it.”

”Oppa, you should hurry and rest, staying up late all the time is bad for your health.”

After seeing this comment, Ye Chen felt a warmth in his heart. He felt these fans genuinely loved him from the bottom of their hearts—they not only supported him unconditionally, they even cared about his health. They were truly a bunch of adorable fans.

Even though he knew staying up late hurt his body, Ye Chen still wanted to do something for his fans; the only way he could thank them was by telling the story well.

”Didn’t you win that PK by cutting corners? It totally wasn’t an honorable win.”

Ye Chen saw a netizen with the ID ”Nothing Special” spamming comments.

He himself didn’t really care, but his fans were having none of it.

”Watch your mouth. We won with real strength, nothing like what you’re saying.”

”WhateverYouSay”: ”What strength, you just relied on numbers to bully the few.”

”That’s a skill too. If you’ve got the guts, go find rich people like that to support you.”

”I’m the Coolest”: ”I think this streamer doesn’t have any real skill, just sits there making things up. No talent, no sense of humor, listening to him tell a story is like listening to someone chant scriptures.”

”If you’ve got the guts, don’t listen then. Nobody’s begging you to.”

Ye Chen saw that every netizen who attacked him was getting clapped back by his fans.

So many contrarian trolls suddenly popping up in the stream room—of course Ye Chen knew what was going on; this had to be I’m the Handsomest’s handiwork.

He actually sicced his own fans on someone else’s stream to pull this crap, which showed I’m the Handsomest was beyond saving.

”PastIsGone”: ”Anyone who likes this streamer is brain-dead, totally hopeless.”

Originally Ye Chen hadn’t wanted to bother with this bunch of troublemakers, but when he saw them even cursing his fans, how could he just sit back and watch?

He had to protect his own fans and not let others bully them.

Since these people were here begging to be flamed, he wasn’t going to be polite.

Just as Ye Chen was about to clap back, a system notification suddenly sounded in his head.

”Ding. Congratulations to the host for obtaining the ’Tongue as nimble as a reed’ skill. Those who acquire this skill can be considered ancestors of civilized people—able to curse without a single dirty word.”

Ye Chen knew this was the system reward from completing the last Ten Thousand Realms order. The reward was ridiculously timely—exactly what he needed. Those trolls courting death could just wait and see.

He was going to curse them till they wanted to crawl into a hole.

”This netizen, I think you don’t have a brain. You could be considered a brainless case.”

”PastIsGone”: ”Streamer, you actually insult people? I demand the platform ban your account.”

”WhateverYouSay”: ”Just because a few people tipped you, you think you’re hot shit, huh? On a streaming platform you’re supposed to have real skills.”

Ye Chen: ”Sounds more like you’re just jealous and bitter. Can’t eat the grapes so you say the grapes are sour.”

”PastIsGone”: ”I think the plot of your novel is totally unreasonable, you’re writing blind without using your brain at all, completely scamming people.”

Ye Chen: ”As the saying goes, ’If you raise but don’t teach, it’s the father’s fault.’ The fact that you’re so mean and petty is all my fault.”

Seeing Ye Chen firing back with sharp comebacks one after another, and not using a single swear word from start to finish, his fans admired him even more.

No wonder he could write novels like this; only someone with that kind of literary flair could say things so flawless yet still land a savage hit.

Originally I’m the Handsomest wanted his fans to go into the stream to wreak havoc, but who knew that after this whole fiasco, Ye Chen’s stream actually had even more fans.

A lot of new fans coming in were also full of praise for Ye Chen.

”Streamer is insanely talented, even flaming people is this on point.”

”Listening to this was so damn satisfying. On this whole platform, you’re the most badass.”

”I not only want to listen to the streamer’s novel, I also want to properly learn this kind of flaming power from him.”

Seeing that, Ye Chen was speechless inside. What kind of monsters were these?