Chapter 61: On the Eve of the League

After a long silence.

"Fine! Come with me to the bank, and I'll transfer the money to you!"

"Okay!"

Hiding in the kitchen, Yao Shishi covered her mouth, her eyes red-rimmed as she watched Lin Yi and her father head out the door. She muttered to herself, "Lin Yi, thank you! I don't want my life to end like this. I'm so sorry!"

Arriving at the bank to transfer the funds and complete the paperwork, Lin Yi kicked a small stone on the ground, let out a heavy sigh, and looked up at Yao Liang beside him. "What are your daughter's plans?"

"Well, she's right up ahead," Yao Liang said, pointing forward.

Lin Yi caught sight of Yao Shishi in the distance, smiled faintly, and walked over.

"Lin Yi, thank you. I will pay you back," Yao Shishi said as she stepped forward and hugged him in sincere gratitude.

"Where do you plan to go next?" Lin Yi asked, glancing at the suitcase beside her.

"I don't know yet. I don't want to stay here anymore. I'm tired."

"Do you have travel money? How about I lend you some first? You can pay it all back together later," Lin Yi said with a smile.

"No need, I still have some private savings."

After some brief pleasantries, Yao Shishi pulled her suitcase and gradually walked away under the warm sunlight.

"Daughter, take good care of yourself!" Yao Liang shouted at her back.

Lin Yi turned his head to look at him, smiled, and walked back along the route he came—he still needed to catch the bus home.

"May the world treat you with gentleness," Lin Yi murmured to himself inwardly.

Returning home, it was already past one in the afternoon. After hastily finishing his meal, Lin Yi hurried off to his vocal music lessons.

Time flew by in a blur.

As the league competition drew closer, the group chat of top-tier authors became increasingly lively.

Nine-Color Old Demon: "Tomato, which hero are you planning to play tonight?"

Tomato: "I'd rather not say."

Skull: "Oh, tell us. You won't lose a piece of flesh."

Stir-Fried Potato: "You'll find out tonight anyway."

Nine-Color Old Demon: "Potato, what are you playing?"

Stir-Fried Potato: "You'll know tonight."

Nine-Color Old Demon: "Never mind that, let's change the subject. How many people from our side received an invitation?"

Stir-Fried Potato: "Me, you, Tomato, and Lin Yi."

Nine-Color Old Demon: "How come Lin Yi isn't popping up?"

Lin Yi: "What business do you gentlemen have with me?"

Skull: "He was actually lurking!"

Nine-Color Old Demon: "Great Master, begging for a chapter recommendation!"

Water Fish: " Wow, you two are actually engaging in shady deals right in front of the masses."

Nine-Color Old Demon: "Can't help it. My subscriptions lately have been like a roller coaster, up and down."

Lin Yi: "You're being too modest, Master!"

He certainly wouldn't believe their nonsense. He still remembered when the Nine-Color Old Demon had cried in the group chat, claiming his new book was flopping. When Lin Yi checked online, it was ranked second on the signing chart—that was what the fellow called a flop.

The world of these top authors was hard for Lin Yi to understand.

Nine-Color Old Demon: "I'm really not being modest. My subscriptions have dropped a lot lately."

Stir-Fried Potato: "I can actually vouch for that. Old Demon, your mid-section collapsed, so your fans stopped subscribing."

Nine-Color Old Demon: "True, I'm barely able to steer the ship anymore. Lin Yi, Potato, Skull, Tomato, Water Fish, my esteemed masters, please grant me a chapter recommendation. Let's see if this can be saved; I am willing to offer up my most precious treasures."

Skull: "Ew!"

Tomato: "Tsk tsk!"

The group chat session ended. Lin Yi put down his phone and looked over the league roster. Celebrities: Eddie Peng, Yang Mi, Victoria Song; Douyu streamers: Zhang Daxian, Hai Shi, Lei Ting; Qidian authors: Stir-Fried Potato, Tomato, Nine-Color Old Demon, Lin Yi.

It seemed he had punched way above his weight class!!

The live broadcast hadn't started yet, but the audience members were already eagerly waiting by their phones and computers.

(Adjusting my state of mind, this chapter is only this long. I am truly sorry.)