What profession in the world runs the fastest?
Journalists, of course!
Especially when they catch the scent of explosive news. They move as if they've been possessed by Usain Bolt.
WHOOSH, WHOOSH, WHOOSH.
They swarm the scene in an instant, setting up a forest of microphones emblazoned with various logos that resembles an arsenal of long rifles and short cannons. Then they aim their caras and click away relentlessly, not the least bit concerned by how terrifying Shatana's hollow eye sockets were.
"Your Highness Shatana, may I ask if it was the State Preceptor who personally gouged out your eyes?"
"Did the State Preceptor truly abandon you for another before marrying our Central Earth princess?"
"What, exactly, do you have to say about the State Preceptor's actions?"
"How are you feeling right now..."
They scrambled over each other to ask questions. The live feed was already connected, broadcasting the scene directly to the internet for the entire world to see. Countless people tuned in, continuing their discussions with ears pricked.
Facing the caras, Shatana couldn't see a thing. Fortunately, despite the loss of her eyes, she felt no pain whatsoever. This allowed her to maintain a basic level of dignity and avoid the disgrace of rolling on the ground in agony.
Hearing the reporters' clamorous questions, she shook her head vigorously and spoke with sorrow and pain, "No, that's not it. My eyes weren't taken by the State Preceptor; he didn't harm in the slightest. It's my fault. The bla lies entirely with ! A god behind ... an alien entity... it manipulated to harm the State Preceptor..."
"What?"
"So that's what happened?"
"You an the State Preceptor did nothing wrong to her? In fact, she almost dragged him down into the gutter with her?"
"Hiss... If the State Preceptor had really been hard by an alien, who could we rely on to protect us in the future?"
"Damn those aliens! How could they be so treacherous and despicable?"
"Shatana is an accomplice! That bitch, how dare she return to Central Earth to look for the State Preceptor? Pah!"
"The Empress of the Sunset Country is so shaless! Trying to turn the tables and even threatening us in Central Earth!"
"Hmph, if they want an irreconcilable conflict, then so be it! As if we in Central Earth are afraid of them!"
"By the way, where are all those trolls who were trashing the State Preceptor online? Why don't they show their faces now?"
"And what about those who kept saying the State Preceptor didn't deserve to be a citizen of Central Earth and demanded he be driven out? Why are they so quiet now?"
"They jumped to attack the State Preceptor without a shred of evidence. I bet their faces are stinging now, huh?"
"They all owe the State Preceptor an apology!"
Those who had been neutral or had believed in Long Tianji flooded the internet with their comnts. anwhile, those who had been furiously slandering him monts before quietly deleted their posts and pretended nothing had happened.
Ultimately, a growing chorus of voices demanded that Shatana be arrested—either to be tried and executed or deported imdiately.
「Back at the scene.」
After Shatana answered the reporters' questions, the large crowd of onlookers erupted in anger.
"Shatana, you despicable woman from the Sunset Country! How dare you aid a villain and help an alien harm our State Preceptor! You're not even human!"
"Kill her! Kill her!"
SMACK!
Soone in the crowd hurled a freshly bought egg at her. Taking that as a cue, others began throwing vegetable leaves, shoes, and water bottles. The barrage caught the reporters in the crossfire, forcing them to retreat hastily, covered in filth.
Shatana was also pelted with garbage, stumbling backward, disheveled and covered in gri. She felt wronged and desperate, her sadness beyond words. She tried to explain that she had been unaware of the plot. She was an ordinary woman, powerless to resist whatever sches a powerful and bizarre alien entity chose to enact upon her.
However, in their fury, hardly anyone listened. Without her eyes, her stunning beauty was greatly diminished. Naturally, no one was inclined to spare a thought for a pretty face.
More and more trash flew toward her. So people even looked ready to attack her directly, intending to tear her clothes for the ultimate humiliation.
Just as she, like a candle in the wind, was about to be extinguished...
Xiao Xuanye suddenly appeared, leading a group of his subordinates.
"Disperse the crowd! Take her away!"
"Yes, sir!"
「At the sa ti.」
A new video suddenly appeared online, posted by none other than Jiang Mulu. She hadn't yet removed her bridal attire, though her face was now concealed by another layer of veil, revealing only a pair of large, watery eyes.
She waved at the front-facing cara, greeting everyone and thanking them for their wedding blessings. Her tone then shifted. She said she was disappointed and saddened to see so many people leveling accusations at her new husband before the truth had even been investigated. She also ntioned that the State Preceptor was quite angry...
"Sigh, I will do my best to soothe his temper. I hope he can forgive these people for their baseless insults..."
As Jiang Mulu was speaking, Lin Tang, still in the guise of Long Tianji, abruptly leaned into the fra and said irritably, "Forgive them? Like hell! I've always been petty and I hold a grudge. Hey, to my brothers and sisters in charge of internet surveillance, do a favor. Make a little list of everyone who insulted ."
"Huh?" Jiang Mulu was the first to react in surprise. "What are you planning to do? Settle scores later? Are you going to hunt them down one by one through the internet to beat them up?"
anwhile, the netizens watching the livestream were more interested in other things. So were trying to imagine the beautiful face hidden behind Jiang Mulu's veil. Others were already fantasizing about the delicate beauty consummating her marriage with the rugged State Preceptor—what a scene that would be. As for Jiang Mulu's gentle words, they were heard, but not taken very seriously.
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