In Shirley Taylor's livestream, the audience was thrilled to see a big spender stirring things up, and they eagerly added fuel to the fire, thoroughly enjoying the spectacle.
"Wow, Cilantro Boss is high-level; I think he's right."
"This is exciting; it's my first time seeing two level 50 bosses argue."
"Come on, rich guys, throw money in a PK, loser calls the other daddy."
"Just a reminder, Cilantro Boss, Enemy Brother just threw 210 Carnivals."
"The person above got it wrong. He started with 100, so a total of 314 Carnivals."
"Oh my goodness, was Enemy Boss at level 52 just recently?"
Fredy's annoyed expression turned serious upon seeing the chat.
Someone with over 200 Carnivals was indeed formidable, worthy of significant attention.
LovesCilantro: "Do you dare to PK?" @PublicEnemyofLove
James laughed, slapping his thigh in amusement at the provocation.
He was wondering how to gift all his items, as Shirley, with her thin skin, wouldn't accept so easily.
This fool gave him the perfect opportunity.
Public Enemy of Love: "Don't cry if you lose, little guy."
LovesCilantro: "Screw it, tell your girl to start PK!"
Public Enemy of Love: "Bunny baby, let's entertain him for one round. Don't worry, it's a sure win."
Shirley Taylor wasn't fond of PK battles but knew that when men displayed such bravado, it was best not to refuse them.
In such times, men needed their pride intact; declining for him would seem like conceding defeat.
"I've enabled PK, Enemy Brother. Don't fall for his trap. I don't care about winning or losing. I can just stop streaming if needed," Shirley Taylor quietly advised.
She was content with the 90k today and didn't want James to spend his money foolishly in a moment of impulsiveness.
Public Enemy of Love: "Don't you trust me, Bunny?"
"It's not that. Bunny just doesn't want you to be impulsive. Even if you have money, you shouldn't spend it like this. That money could be used for many meaningful things," Shirley Taylor said worriedly.
Public Enemy of Love: "Spending money on you is the most meaningful thing I've done."
After sending this message, James noticed Shirley Taylor pausing, and she stopped speaking suddenly.
She cupped her chin with hands on the table, staring blankly at the screen, her eyes gradually losing focus.
It was as if she were about to drift into space.
Seriously? One sweet line and she's out of it?
James chuckled inwardly.
This girl was too adorableâso little resilience. If they ever got to bed, she'd probably faint.
[System Alert: Shirley Taylor Affection +10]
With her endearing way of increasing affection by tens each time, James was defenseless against this charming girl.
Even without her granting the revive armor, he was set on pursuing her.
Fredy was furious seeing someone dare to flirt right in front of him.
LovesCilantro: "Damn, you've got guts to fawn over this streamer like that."
His comment stirred the pot further, and people mockingly said:
"This Public Enemy guy must be new, doesn't know how deep streaming gets."
"Both bosses should have the streamer turn off beauty effects as a PK punishment, let's see some real faces."
"Finish what you start, even if it's a tough call."
"Everyone and their dog are crowding into streams these days."
James felt jovial and decided not to engage with the negativity.
Public Enemy of Love: "Are you playing or not?" @LovesCilantro
LovesCilantro: "Start the PK, Lucky Meimei."
Shirley Taylor, still in a daze, finally found the PK request from "Lucky Meimei" and accepted it.
The screen split into two sections.
On the right appeared a standard influencer face,
Big eyes, pointed chin, pink blush generously applied.
Clad in a red off-shoulder short dress, cinched at the waist, exposing long white legsâlooking quite feminine.
However, her expression was fierce, wagging her finger at the camera while cursing harshly.
"Who's got the balls to disrespect my Cilantro Boss? Oh, it's you, some little upstart who doesn't know her place..."
"Hiding, are you? Making trouble but not daring to PK back? Shameless little faker..."
"Better apologize to my boss, or I'll ensure you won't last in the streaming world..."
Her aggressive demeanor shocked Shirley Taylor.
James couldn't handle such a fierce woman either.
He quickly advised Shirley Taylor, "Bunny, mute her sound."
Unfamiliar with PK practices, it took Shirley a minute to find the mute button after being yelled at.
Half of the audience had already left due to the outbursts.
James couldn't fathom where her confidence came from, spewing such rhetoric.
Activating his scanner, James checked her profile, stunned by what appeared.
Name: Shi Hongyan
Age: 42
Charm: 50
Relationships: 6
Holy cow.
Ma'am, streaming at 42 might be a bit much.
And the number of relationships is quite... modest.
Streaming truly accommodates all sorts, living and spectral.
With the beauty filter on, she could pass for 23-24, quite alluring.
Without the scanner, even he could've been fooled.
Public Enemy of Love: "Is this lady your woman? How do you stomach that?" @LovesCilantro
LovesCilantro: "None of your damn business, start already."
Public Enemy of Love: "How do you want to play?"
LovesCilantro: "One round, loser renames to 'I'm a fool.'"
James considered and had a daring thought.
Public Enemy of Love: "If I lose, I'll rename, but you don't need to."
Public Enemy of Love: "If you lose, just have your streamer turn off the beauty filter, go barefaced, and tell you she loves you on stream."
Public Enemy of Love: "You've spent so much on her; this should be doable, right?"
When he realized he had spent a fortune on a middle-aged woman, Fredy's reaction would be priceless.
He'd likely swear off livestreams forever after this.
James felt proud, considering his action a noble contribution to guiding misguided youth back to the right path.
His metaphorical red scarf felt a little brighter upon his chest.
Fredy didn't see any issue there.
Though he never met his streamer in person, they had video called on WhatsApp. She looked similar to how she did on stream.
Just as white-skinned, just as sharp-faced.
As everyone knows, WhatsApp video calls don't lie.
LovesCilantro: "Fine, but if you lose and don't change your name, I'll find you in real life."
With that, Fredy entered the rival stream and requested his Meimei streamer to start the PK.
Knowing her boss had a score to settle with the other side, the Meimei auntie eagerly anticipated an earnest money-flinging PK, brimming with excitement.
Craftily, she chose a 10-minute match.
In livestream PKs, durations vary from 5, 10, to 15 minutes.
She contemplated selecting the longest option but feared revealing intentions, settling on ten minutes.
Ten minutes was ample for the bosses to top up funds and shower the virtual arena with gifts.
With the PK bar displayed and the 10-minute countdown started,
The PK commenced.