Arknights, please stop going crazy over the streamer's operators.

Looking at Li Ji's relatively thin figure, the others couldn't help but smile.

Even Sheng Yu, who was standing to the side, seemed to be planning to join in with a few sarcastic remarks.

however.

A voice interrupted their conversation.

An old man dressed in a simple cloth shirt emerged from behind several sword masters.

Although his physique was not as robust as the others around him, he gave off the feeling of hard wood that had been tempered by time. Although his appearance seemed weathered, he exuded an indescribable resilience and strength.

He moved in front of the group and stopped the pointless shouting.

"We should always speak with facts. What if this young man really does have it? It's always better to be amicable."

"Mr. Fear, you are far too lenient with outsiders!"

One of the swordsmen whispered, but the lounge was so small that his voice couldn't be completely concealed.

But Ke Buwei didn't answer him; he simply waved his hand and turned to Li Ji, asking:

"Hehe, it's alright, young man. Has your swordsman friend arrived yet? If not, we can wait a little longer."

Seeing his fearful attitude, Li Ji naturally didn't put on any airs.

"Now that I'm here, I won't keep Mr. Fear waiting any longer. If everyone is ready, then I'll ask her to come out."

As he spoke, Li Ji switched to the formation that had been prepared beforehand.

The lights illuminated the lounge in the distance, from which a tall, well-proportioned woman dressed in a simple military uniform walked out.

His long, brownish-yellow hair cascaded down to his waist like a waterfall, and his muscular chest was so prominent that even his clothes could hardly contain it.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Jian walked slowly over, her eyes sparkling with a gentle light, and greeted Li Ji with a tender and brief greeting.

"Indeed, it's been a long time."

Li Ji greeted him with a smile, "However, you don't seem very surprised?"

"I just happened to overhear some things, but... you really haven't changed."

Jian raised his hand and whispered to Li Ji:

"do not move."

She stood in front of Li Ji and straightened his slightly wrinkled collar. "You're still the same as before, you don't notice these things."

The scene before them was so unbearable that everyone present and the online commentators couldn't stand it anymore.

One of the sword masters even rushed forward, trying to separate Li Ji and Jian.

"Hey, this isn't the place..."

However, before he could finish speaking, the hand that had touched his shoulder was swept away as if by a road roller.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Jian released his hand and shook his gloves as if he hadn't used any force at all.

"Let me introduce myself. You can call me the Black Knight or the Mace."

"This is my first move here."

"I hope it doesn't bore me."

Chapter 44: Silent Laughter

"black Knight?"

"Mace?"

"Another beast girl! What's this time, a sheep? Just how much does Wanfeng like beast girls? ???"

"Is there a problem with top-tier creators in the 'Beast Girl' genre liking beast girls?"

"Does anyone else think she looks like... someone from Monster Hunter...???"

"Please stop talking??? This is the last episode I want to see."

"Haha, Wanfeng actually dared to call people online! Why don't you let the brothers take a look at the skills and templates first?"

"Is she Elite 1 or Elite 2? Don't try to argue that she'll automatically return to Elite 2 later. The people here aren't going to be so bored as to upgrade your operators to Elite 2 for you."

"Haha, who's the one getting pinched? Poor thing."

"Grinning now??? You don't even dare to fight back."

"Come down, come down, don't embarrass yourself up there."

As soon as Jian finished his self-introduction, comments quickly appeared on the screen.

Sheng Yu's live stream is different from Li Ji's; Li Ji never puts the content of the bullet comments into his live stream.

He himself didn't care, after all, one of the requirements for being a live streamer is not to be influenced by the streamers and lose his composure.

But it's different from other guests or people who are live streaming together.

If someone gets really angry, the live stream will fall into complete chaos.

But Sheng Yu didn't need to worry about such things at all, and directly loaded the bullet comments into the live stream.

This allows everyone present to watch the live comments together.

Because the intention today was to make a big fuss and smear Li Ji's reputation.

Naturally, the more Li Ji's ugly side is exposed, the better.

Sheng Yu couldn't be happier that Li Ji would get angry because of these comments.

That would make Li Ji appear even more like a clown.

But now... it seems that Li Ji has not been affected at all.

On the contrary, the male swordsman who was clutching his hand in pain became somewhat anxious.

"Who said that? It was just an accident!"

Beicheng rubbed his hands, which were almost crushed, and howled loudly.

But the comments section didn't see it that way; mocking remarks filled the entire live stream room.

"Hahaha, you got pinched like this by a woman? Beichen, is this all you've got?"

"That was a bit embarrassing. I really need to practice some more."

"Beicheng, why don't you come down? Someone else might be better than you in the comments."

Amidst the mocking comments, Li Ji could clearly see that Bei Chen's muscles were tense.

He suppressed his pain.

Not only did its movements become swift and powerful, but even its walking sounded like the whistling wind.

He drew his sword from the side and fiercely slashed horizontally at the mace.

The sword tip drew a breathtaking arc in the air, as if it were pouring all its strength into this fatal blow.

The incident happened so quickly that even the people around them couldn't help but hold their breath.

……

however.

The mace did not retaliate, but calmly looked at Beicheng's sword... and it came to a trembling stop above her head.

No matter how much force Bei Cheng used, his hand seemed to have a mind of its own and he couldn't bring himself to make a move.

"Ah."

Jian chuckled softly, not even bothering to look up.

She simply raised her hand slowly, flicked her fingers lightly, and flicked away Bei Chen's most trusted "friend".

It was as if they were mocking him for not even having the strength to hold a sword.

"you……!"

Bei Cheng looked at Jian with a faint smile, as if he had suffered a great humiliation.

Can……

Why didn't he even dare to make a move?

Why does she?

And why was she able to deflect his sword so easily?

What gives her the right?!

Looking at his trembling hands, Bei Chen questioned himself loudly in his heart.