"Can't you hear me? You're a newbie, and you dare disobey my orders?"

The chicken-headed man suddenly grew larger, casting a shadow on Bai Sang, making her appear incredibly small.

[Holy crap, my megalophobia is acting up.]

[My goodness, this is terrifying! The streamer isn't even as tall as one of its chicken feet!]

[Host, hurry and call the handsome man!]

The long chicken beak gleamed coldly in the sunlight and pecked straight at Bai Sang's forehead.

Bai Sang sidestepped, awkwardly dodging the attack.

And after transforming into a giant chicken, the chicken-headed man's two small wings also grew larger.

Seeing that a wing taller than herself was about to arrive, Bai Sang did not hesitate any longer.

"Mo Yuan".

A man dressed in black appeared instantly.

He was about the same height and build as Gu Yuan, and looked tiny in comparison to the giant chicken.

However, his body did not move at all; he only raised one hand and waved his arm gently, thus blocking the wing.

The black shirt clung tightly to Mo Yuan's body, making the contours of his muscles particularly noticeable.

The live stream chat was flooded with comments.

[Oh my god, what a joyous occasion! Our handsome man has finally appeared!]

[A new (heartbreaking) man!]

[His back view is so handsome! I want to see his face. I want to know who's more handsome, Mo Yuan or Gu Yuan!]

[The anchor has a wonderful grandma, such a wonderful grandma!]

I went to see my grandma, and she gave me a big bag and told me to shake the water out of my head.

Bai Sang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The chicken-headed man was blocked by Mo Yuan and unconsciously reverted to his original form.

He glanced at Mo Yuan with some fear, then turned and fled.

Mo Yuan, dressed in black, glanced at his hands, then turned and reached out to Bai Sang.

Bai Sang: "Huh?"

Mo Yuan's face turned as black as his clothes, and he slightly raised his chin.

"Is your brain rusted or waterlogged? Disinfecting wipes!"

Bai Sang calmly tossed the disinfectant wipes over.

What were you doing before you died?

Mo Yuan wiped his hands several times with a dark expression.

"President of a listed company".

Bai Sang nodded knowingly.

The case is solved. No wonder he exudes an air of pretentiousness.