Su Muwan hugged her phone, her eyes glued to the screen.
Not that she really cared what others said about her—she just wanted to mindlessly scroll through TikTok.
And it wasn’t like she was specifically looking for clips of herself either.
It’s just that, for some inexplicable reason, typing "SMW" on her keyboard automatically suggested "Su Muwan."
She totally meant to search for "twin tails" to look at pretty girls.
Oh well, since she was already here...
"Let’s see how everyone’s praising me~"
Su Muwan muttered to herself as she swiped through the screen with practiced ease.
Her burner account had already stealthily opened a few videos.
The first one at the top:
[Do You Really Understand Su Muwan?]
Her eyes lit up, and she tapped in.
[Do You Actually Think Su Muwan Is Just a Spoiled Heiress?]
[Think Again.]
Heh, must be a fan.
[She’s just a brute, plain and simple.]
Su Muwan: ???
What the hell?!
[Contemplating Shark] typed a comment: "Are you out of your mind? Su Muwan is not some brute!"
Su Muwan angrily hammered out the reply.
Thanks to the video’s high engagement, responses flooded in almost instantly.
[Netizen A]: "Oh look, Su Muwan’s loyal lapdog is here to defend her."
[Netizen B]: "Seriously, the OP’s being objective. Su Muwan’s always been like this—zero growth in years."
[Netizen C]: "Typical behavior from a brute’s fanbase. ‘Contemplating Shark’? Rumor has it Su Muwan’s favorite pastime is throwing people into shark tanks. Speaks volumes about you."
Su Muwan: "I—?!"
Don’t get mad.
She took a deep breath and clicked on the next video.
A poll this time:
[How Strong Is Su Muwan Really?]
Su Muwan smirked.
Fine, she could admit she had personality flaws.
But when it came to strength?
She eagerly tapped into the options.
[A: Average]
[B: Bottom-tier on TikTok]
Su Muwan: "???"
Excuse me?!
Her grip on the phone tightened, nearly hurling it across the room.
"What kind of stupid poll is this?!"
Rage. Shivers. Cold sweat.
Her stomach twisted in fury—maybe she shouldn’t have opened TikTok today.
The comments were probably a cesspool of slander too.
Bracing for skyrocketing blood pressure, she opened the comment section.
But to her surprise, it was nothing like she expected.
[Netizen A]: "Su Muwan’s strength: [God-tier]. Others’ strength: [Strong]. Voters for this poll: [Already dead]."
[Netizen B]: "Gotta admit, even as a Su Muwan anti, her skills are undeniable. Remember that national martial arts tournament? She solo’d the entire competition."
[Netizen C]: "Facts. Her personality is trash, but her power? Untouchable. Check this clip—her latest fight."
[Netizen 100086]: "Saw it. One palm strike, and those so-called ‘cultivators’ from the Profound Heaven Realm were dust. ‘Cultivators’? More like glorified fighters. They’re nothing next to Miss Su!"
[Netizen D]: "LMAO based! Challenge: Go one day without hating Su Muwan."
[Netizen XXX]: "+1 to the above. Temporarily restoring Miss Su’s human rights."
Su Muwan: "???"
The comments were bizarre, borderline insulting, but…
At least no one was doubting her strength.
Hah…
She exhaled, feeling the tension melt away.
[Netizen E]: "Uh… am I the only one who finds Su Muwan kinda terrifying?"
Su Muwan grinned.
Tap tap tap.
[Contemplating Shark]: "Fear is the natural response to a god."
Replies came instantly.
["Hey buddy, you dropped this—your ID and social security number."]
["Go back to Jiang City. Miss Su says she’ll stop bullying you."]
["LMAO, Shark’s at it again."]
Su Muwan: "???"
Blood pressure rising again.
Nope. Nope.
She inhaled sharply. Stay calm, Su Muwan. Don’t let them get to you.
Time for a distraction.
Oh.
Right.
A sly smile curled her lips as she typed a new search: [Qin Luo].
Not like she cared or anything.
Just… curious about her boyfriend’s popularity.
The results:
[#Qin Luo# Trending: 100B]
[#Qin Luo’s Hands#: 14B]
[#Getting Slapped by Qin Luo Cures Illnesses & Boosts Beauty#: 207.7B]
[#Qin Luo Su Muwan#: 50B]
Su Muwan: "???"
One second. Two. Three.
She slammed the phone closer, scanning the numbers in disbelief.
How the hell is his engagement this high?!
Meanwhile, hers was probably…
#Su Muwan#: 2B
Heh…
Su Muwan forced a smile. "Oh-ho-ho…"
"So… somehow, Qin Luo’s got a little clout online…"
"But the internet’s just a fantasy!"
Her eyes darted to [#Qin Luo’s Hands#].
Hmm?
She tapped in.
Instantly, her screen flooded with close-up videos of Qin Luo’s hands.
"!!!"
Heaven.
She clicked the first one—a compilation of Qin Luo slapping people.
Comments below:
["Let’s be real—aside from his face, Qin-sama’s hands are his best feature."]
["Right?! How are they this perfect? I’d let him slap me any day…"]
["You think you can get slapped? The nobles in Wang City literally bribe him with mansions and theme parks for one hit."]
["They say a slap from Qin-sama cures all suffering. No cap."]
["And boosts your looks! My friend’s cousin’s roommate—"]
["Ugh, these hands are art. But hands off—literally."]
["Wonder who’ll get to enjoy them daily someday?"]
["Uh, hello? Qin-sama’s literally Su Muwan’s lackey. They’re always together. Maybe…?"]
["Nah, Su Muwan’s a martial arts freak. Probably doesn’t even use TikTok."]
["True. Rumor is Qin-sama runs all her accounts."]
The more she scrolled, the giddier she got.
Keh-keh-keh-keh!!!
She writhed on the couch, clutching her phone in euphoric tremors.
HAHAHAHA!!
Sorry, peasants!
What you dream of, I live every day!!
She had to flex.
If she didn’t, she’d explode.
[Contemplating Shark]: "You’ll never believe it, but I play with these hands daily. Just another Tuesday for me~"
Posting it felt amazing—like finally releasing a lifetime’s worth of bottled-up smugness.
It feels so damn good to show off in front of people who actually understand what Qin Luo's hand is capable of.
And soon enough, replies started pouring in.
Su Muwan eagerly glanced at them, grinning to herself.
"Maybe someone’s here to share their experience with me..."
Then—
[Is this a no-laugh challenge? Because I failed.]
[Looks like someone’s high on Pinhaofan (food delivery app) again.]
[Oh, so this is your daily life? You’re really Su Muwan, huh??]
[Did Gobumi escape her cage or something?]
[LMAO, this is peak comedy.]
Ah... ah...
"AAAAHHHH!!!"
No!!
Are you people insane?!
I’m telling the truth, and no one believes me?!
Su Muwan trembled with rage, feeling like she might pass out from sheer frustration.
What the hell is wrong with these idiots?!
Ugh!
Time to drown my sorrows in two more bags of chips.
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