When Chen Fan’s left eye gained the power to see through every disguise used by livestreamers, streamers across the internet faced their ultimate nightmare.
“Big brother, I’m wearing no makeup at all~”
His comment floated by: “No filter is thick enough to hide your bald spot reflected on the screen.”
“Everyone, this is a family heirloom jade!”
He reported her on the spot: “Bought wholesale in Yiwu last week. Cost: 9.9 yuan.”
From beauty-streaming goddesses to inspirational idols, every streamer who relied on filters and a carefully crafted persona to rake in gifts was exposed for who they really were in his livestream.
Meanwhile, the most mysterious family in Kyoto came knocking. Their ninety-year-old butler wept as he pleaded:
“Young master, a trillion-yuan fortune is waiting for you to inherit it.”
Chen Fan glanced at the streamers lining up on his phone to beg for mercy, then looked out at the Rolls-Royce convoy. He grinned:
“Tell the family to wait a little longer.”
“I’ve got to strip these scammers of everything they have first.”
Then one day, a top-tier streamer whom even his divine eye couldn’t see through completely sent him a private invitation to connect:
“You can see everything so clearly...”
“Want to come to my livestream and see something a little more real?”
