OFR – Chapter 119 Can’t let him down.

Upon seeing everyone agree, Mu Bai instructed Hai Qing to add them to the Mortal Floating Life QQ group.

Once the group gained a few popular streamers and wealthy users thanks to Mu Bai’s efforts, Hai Qing and Jing Bao’s respective teams were promoted to two-star status.

This led both Hai Qing and Jing Bao to express their gratitude repeatedly.

“No problem, just keep working hard,” Mu Bai replied simply.

Meanwhile, other affluent users chose their preferred teams and joined them.

With six teams currently in the QQ group covering gaming, beauty, talent, and humor categories, there was something for everyone to like.

While the affluent users quickly joined their chosen teams, the three newly recruited emperor-tier wealthy patrons made no such moves.

After all, they didn’t need these teams for support.

These patrons, each capable of spending over 200,000 yuan monthly, were considered elite even in top-tier teams like the four-star Fish Ball League. Such small teams and moderately popular streamers held no appeal for them.

“Cold Master, we’re here to follow you, not the teams under you.”

“Exactly! We’d rather join you directly. If not, I guess I’ll just focus on supporting Yu Yan exclusively.”

“Cold Master, please take us as your core group. These small teams don’t suit us big shots, haha. Of course, in your presence, we’re nothing but humble fans.”

The emperor-tier patrons joked around in the group.

Mu Bai, observing the situation, frowned slightly. After some thought, he agreed.

Although he didn’t necessarily need their assistance, these patrons would be valuable in cultivating core streamers like Zhang Yu Yan in the future.

“Alright, then follow me. But I have a task for you: start by promoting Yu Yan. She isn’t very popular yet. I’ll grant you a 40% rebate privilege shortly.”

Mu Bai’s words in the group caused the three emperor-tier patrons to respond enthusiastically, like loyal subordinates.

“Got it, Cold Master! Thank you!”
“Haha, Cold Master, even if you hadn’t asked, I’d still support Yu Yan!”
“Cold Master, you’re the best! A 40% rebate? Even the Fish Ball League only gave a 50% rebate! You’re unmatched!”

…

The conversation wasn’t limited to the three emperor-tier patrons. Other streamers like Ah Wen, Xiao Yue, Jing Bao, and Nuan Bao also joined in with playful complaints:

“Cold Master, you’re biased! You only care about Yu Yan!”
“Exactly! I wish Cold Master would notice me too.”
“Please favor us too!”

Mu Bai, seeing these intentionally cutesy messages, simply shook his head and ignored them.

After waiting for the group to settle down, Mu Bai offered a few final instructions, such as advising teams to avoid conflicts and focus on their streams, before closing the QQ group.

With the group notifications muted, he glanced outside the window and noticed the streetlights had already turned on.

“What time is it?”

Glancing at his phone, Mu Bai saw it was past 8 PM.

He closed the curtains and was about to relax on the couch with some TV when his QQ pinged again.

Curious, he checked and saw it was Zhang Yu Yan, who had opened a private chat from the group.

8:30 PM, Xuzhou

In an ordinary apartment, Zhang Yu Yan, sweet-faced and neatly dressed, nervously awaited Mu Bai’s reply on QQ.

Just the day before, Mu Bai had lifted her dark punishment.

During his clash with the Fish Ball League, she hadn’t been able to help or even cheer him on.

She was grateful Mu Bai hadn’t held it against her, but his sudden favor—assigning three emperor-tier patrons to promote her—was beyond her expectations.

Although described as “just casually helping,” Zhang Yu Yan, a streamer with over a year’s experience, knew the value of such support. It would undoubtedly skyrocket her popularity and reach.

Feeling deeply moved, she messaged Mu Bai, asking if there was anything she could do in return.

Zhang Yu Yan wasn’t naive. She understood that no one does something for nothing, especially in a competitive world like theirs.

Her heart raced as she awaited his reply.

Finally, a response came:
“Hmm? Why ask that?”

She quickly answered, “Cold Master, you’ve been so kind to me. If I don’t do something in return, I’d feel uneasy.”

Moments later, his reply took her by surprise:
“No need to feel uneasy. But I do have a question for you.”

“Of course, Cold Master. Please ask; I’ll answer honestly.”

Mu Bai’s question soon appeared:
“Why did you choose to join my team yesterday, even if it meant offending the Fish Ball League?”

Zhang Yu Yan, finding the question simple, answered without hesitation:
“Well, you lifted my punishment yesterday. It’s only right that I repay you. Besides, if you hadn’t, I wouldn’t have been able to survive in the scene anyway, regardless of the Fish Ball League. I may be a bit naive, but I know how to show gratitude.”

Hearing her voice message, Mu Bai was slightly impressed.

Unexpectedly, the streamer who initially came off as stubborn and unreasonable seemed to possess decent character.

His musings were interrupted by a system prompt:

Ding! The system has detected Zhang Yu Yan’s words to be sincere. Hidden moral potential +5. Her current overall potential is 95. She can be confidently nurtured.

Mu Bai nodded. With such a high evaluation from the system, Zhang Yu Yan was clearly someone worth focusing on.

Realizing he hadn’t added her as a friend yet, he sent her a friend request alongside a message:
“Very well. Add me as a friend. Contact me directly if you need anything in the future.”

…

Zhang Yu Yan, who had just entered her study to start streaming, saw the friend request and the accompanying message. Her heart swelled with joy.

The typically aloof Mu Bai had praised her and even taken the initiative to add her as a friend.

However, his next message moved her even more:

“I have high hopes for you. You’re my first core streamer. Take care of yourself and avoid going alone to dangerous places for outdoor streams.”

Reading this, Zhang Yu Yan tightly pressed her lips together, feeling deeply touched.

The same man who had struck fear into the entire streaming platform just yesterday was now showing genuine concern for her.

At that moment, Zhang Yu Yan made a silent vow:

I won’t let Cold Master down.