Other netizens followed the clue and speculated:
"So their boss is Prince Yuting, the Empire's Grand Marshal?!!"
"Isn't he my male god?"
"Which means, the streamer is the former hot topic of the whole Interstellar web, the Second Prince's wife of the Royal Family."
"That little waste with an F-graded physique?"
"Don't you dare insult our streamer like that, you're the waste, you're the big waste!"
"Our streamer has beautiful hands, a sweet voice, and can cook delicious food, couldn't possibly be more perfect, right."
"Even if the streamer's physique grade is low, it doesn't affect her ability to stream cooking natural food, I still love her."
Off-screen, Qu Tong had guessed their identities as soon as Wen You and the others started flooding the chat with their barrage of messages, yet she couldn't help but twitch the corners of her lips.
Supporting the scene?
Those weren't here to support, but to smash the place up, right?
They blew her cover the moment they arrived.
