Chapter Two: The Midnight List

Zhou Ye, the delivery rider, leaned against a prop chest with a sick expression. Only Lu Jingming remained immaculate in his gray coat, as if he had just left a charity gala. “He recognized all of us,” Tang Li said. “My channel is losing followers. You promised the outrage would target him.” Wanqing kept wiping the canopy. “You accepted the umbrella willingly. Your name is already written. Losing followers is the smallest price you'll pay.” Zhou Ye shot to his feet. “What list? You offered me five thousand yuan to break up an argument.” Applause sounded from the entrance. Chenzhou stepped out of the darkness. “That's why she chose you. You knew nothing, and you accepted freely. The rules prefer clean consent.”