Xiao Chen: "Fuck! I'm an open book, there's no way I'd stiff you! I bet you're just afraid there won't be enough gifts from the PK battle and you'll look bad, right? So you want me to send you a gift to save face!"
His fans jumped in and started cursing her out, with many of them unleashing a torrent of profanities.
Unfazed by the taunts and insults, Shen Zhiyao remained calm and said, "If you don't agree, I won't do the reading."
Xiao Chen certainly wasn't hurting for cash. As long as the hype was big enough, his fans would shower him with one or two hundred thousand in donations during a single PK battle.
So, he said, "Fine, I'll pay the divination fee up front. But if your reading is off, you have to give me my money back. It's not that I care about the money; I just don't like wasting it."
With that, he sent Shen Zhiyao a Douyin Number One.
Shen Zhiyao said, "Now, pan your phone's camera around your house."
