Xu Qingyan had no idea someone had created a fan group for him, and if he had known, he would have just laughed it off.
He didn't need a fan group at all. From the moment people started admiring him, a collapse was inevitable. For him, having too high of a public persona wasn't a good thing.
Rumors of him playing the field would break his romantic prospects and relationship with the general public. But it seemed like he wasn't lacking in that department; after all, a hidden songwriter didn't need much from strangers.
Now spreading rumors that he was a street thug, a societal dreg, was pushing him towards a ban. But in reality, even with just a casual response, the impact on him wouldn't be too significant.
Yet he wasn't content with this. Going against the current to accomplish something was actually very difficult for a person. Whether self-defense or defending others, even if one won a lawsuit, who cared?
