The resident singer randomly selected a live broadcast room, at least not to show the audience overly negative scenes.
The screen flickered, and what appeared was a live broadcast of a top player ranked within the top one thousand, a woman about thirty years old, who was standing by a desk, looking stunned with tears filling her eyes.
"I'm sorry, I was wrong, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I'm sorry..."
She kept repeating it, surrounded by people who were also repenting. Their regret almost converged into a river, and the negative emotions almost hit the viewers through the screen.
The resident singer frowned and switched the live broadcast room again.
Whispers came from the booth:
"Now that's truly ridiculous. There must be many who've gone mad."
"It's the truth serum again, and the real illusion realms, who would have thought White Sand Paradise would have such things."
"Many top players have been tricked, resulting in complete loss of face..."
