66: Chapter 66 This isn't a live broadcast; it's a public execution!

The bullet chat exploded instantly.

"Holy crap! Ah Jie? My mom just bought two boxes from him!"

"Industrial resin? Is this something a human would do?"

"Brothers, rush him! Return the goods! Report him!"

Su Yun didn't even need to give the command.

Hundreds of thousands of angry netizens, like a pack of sharks smelling blood, instantly swarmed into the livestream of "Sales King Ah Jie."

In less than half a minute.

News came back from that side.

Ah Jie was passionately shouting into his mic about "giving benefits to the family," but when he saw the screen filled with "industrial resin" and "refund," his face turned green.

Immediately after, the livestream went black.

He ended the stream.

He ran faster than a rabbit.

Su Yun ignored all this and tapped his fountain pen on the desk.

"Next."

"ID: Pure Desire Ceiling Xiao Mei, real name Zhang Meili."

"Selling Daliangshan 'Ugly Apples' under the banner of helping farmers."

"But what's the reality?"

"The apples are low-quality fruit bought for fifty cents a pound from wholesale markets, and the shipping origin is in the Jiangsu-Zhejiang-Shanghai free shipping zone."

"Those grandfathers and grandmothers in the videos are background actors you hired for two hundred yuan."

"Zhang Meili, when you earn such blood money, aren't you afraid of ghosts knocking on your door at night?"

Another wave of attacks.

Another livestream room instantly paralyzed.

Su Yun was like a heartless roll-call machine.

Every name he read was accompanied by the fall of an influencer.

"ID: Tough Guy Brother Long, real name Zhao Long. He claims to be hiking through Tibet, but in fact, a car follows right behind him, and he only walks two hundred meters a day for staged photos..."

One after another.

Pulling up the radish brought the mud with it.

The entire influencer matrix under Starlight Media, under Su Yun's "roll call," collapsed like a row of dominoes.

This wasn't a livestream.

This was a public execution.

...

Starlight Tower, top-floor office.

Wang Qiang looked at Su Yun's calm face on the tablet, feeling as if someone was gripping his heart tightly, the pain making it hard to breathe.

It's over.

It's all over.

The company's "influencer wall" that they were so proud of, those top streamers who brought in money daily, had all become useless pieces at this moment.

The phone rang frantically like a death knell.

They were all calls from partners to cancel contracts and from platforms questioning them.

"President Wang! It's bad! Ah Jie has been taken away by the Bureau of Industry and Commerce!"

"President Wang! Zhang Meili just posted on Weibo saying the company forced her to do all this, and she leaked all the chat records!"

The secretary stumbled in, her face as white as a sheet.

Wang Qiang violently swept all the documents off the desk onto the floor.

"What are you panicking for! I'm not dead yet!"

His eyes were bloodshot, like a beast driven into a corner.

"Call Old Li! He's one of ours at the Douyin livestream platform!"

"Tell him to ban the account! Ban Su Yun's livestream room immediately!"

"I don't care what reason he uses! Suspected violations, spreading superstition, inciting cyber violence, anything will do!"

"As long as he shuts up, I'll pay any amount!"

Wang Qiang roared, spraying saliva all over the secretary's face.

...

In the livestream room.

Su Yun was just about to read the next name.

Suddenly.

The screen flickered violently.

The originally clear image vanished instantly, replaced by total darkness.

Only a line of glaring white text appeared in the middle.

[This livestream room is suspected of violations and is currently under rectification...]

Banned?

The millions of netizens who were watching with boiling blood felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over their heads.

"WTF? What's going on?"

"Can't afford to play, huh? Pulling the plug because you can't win the argument?"

"Violation? Exposing scammers is a violation? How much dirty money did this platform take?"

"Shady! This is blatant corruption!"

"Brothers, go to the app store and give the platform one-star reviews! This is disgusting!"

Inside the Starlight Tower.

Seeing this scene, Wang Qiang finally let out a long breath and slumped into his chair.

Although the cost was enormous, at least he had shut that mouth.

As long as there was no sound, the follow-up would be easy to handle.

Hire internet trolls to whitewash the situation, send lawyer's letters, transfer assets...

He still had a chance to turn things around.

"Heh, trying to fight me?"

Wang Qiang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, a sinister smile appearing on his face.

"So what if your divinations are accurate? Is the power of capital something a small character like you can imagine?"

However.

Before his smile could fully spread, it froze on his face.

Because he saw.

That blacked-out livestream room, after only ten seconds.

Lit up.

The image was restored.

Su Yun was still sitting there, his posture hadn't even changed.

He even picked up his thermos and took a sip of water, his face wearing that maddeningly calm expression.

"Sorry, there was a bit of network fluctuation just now."

Su Yun put down the cup and smiled at the camera.

"Some people are getting anxious."

"But it's fine. That fellow who took money to do someone's bidding should have been invited for tea by now."

"Oh right, I heard he was taken directly from his office. The handcuffs were rose gold, quite nice-looking."

What?!

The phone in Wang Qiang's hand fell to the ground with a 'clatter'.

Old Li was arrested?

In just a few minutes?

How is that possible!

Unless... unless the police had already intervened and had been monitoring the livestream to gather evidence!

That banning operation just now had instead become the final straw that crushed Old Li!

This wasn't some network fluctuation.

This was a sting operation!

In the livestream room, the bullet chat went crazy again.

"666! This twist nearly broke my back!"

"Master Su is awesome! He even sent a platform executive in?"

"Hahaha, that ban just now was basically a suicide truck!"

"President Wang: Did I just pay to get nothing?"

Su Yun looked at the bullet chat without showing too much pride.

He picked up a piece of white paper from the desk.

"Alright, the small fry are mostly caught."

"Next, let's play a game."

"The game is called Pictionary."

Su Yun picked up a pen and drew a simple pattern on the paper.

A red lantern.

Below it, he drew a bed.

It was very simple, even a bit crude.

But the over one million people present felt a mysterious chill down their spines.

"Just now, while Celestial Master Zhang was inside, in order to earn credit for a reduced sentence, he handed over a very interesting list."

Su Yun's voice was very low, yet every word was clear.

"This list is called the Core Client VIP List."

"I won't read the names. After all, if some of these names were read aloud, this livestream room might really be gone."

"However, I can give you a little hint."

Su Yun tapped the red lantern with the tip of his pen.

"Starlight Media has a special service called 'Luck-Changing Rituals'."

"The Supreme Edition package costs eighty-eight thousand a time."

"The location isn't a Taoist temple, but a suite in a five-star hotel."

"The person in charge of the ritual isn't a Taoist priest."

"But those young female influencers who usually call you 'family' in front of the camera."

"As for the content of the ritual..."

Su Yun pointed to the sketch of the bed.

"I think, as adults, you all understand what needs to be understood."