Chapter 433: Reinforcements Are Here! Keep Acting Tough, I Dare You!

The situation was still escalating.

Only ten minutes into Wang Yun’s livestream, the video had already been pushed to the front page by major media outlets.

It wasn’t just trending anymore.

The most critical development was that even high-level officials had taken notice, and they had started to act.

Inside a certain government office—

A middle-aged man in a suit sat upright in a leather chair, his presence commanding even in silence. His sharp gaze bore into the two men standing before him, both around his age.

But unlike him, those two had their heads lowered in shame, their faces full of guilt.

On the desk in front of them, disrupting the tense and oppressive atmosphere, was none other than Wang Yun’s livestream.

Everything was captured—the way the Mao family father and son were portrayed, their vicious, snarling faces as they tried to seize Wang Yun—caught in full view.

Bang!

The middle-aged official slammed his palm down on the desk.

The loud crack echoed through the room, making the two men across from him flinch violently.

“Just what the hell is going on here? Mao Village is under your jurisdiction, isn’t it? How could something like this be allowed to happen?”

The man was furious. He felt like he’d just been slapped in the face—hard.

His two subordinates, equally shaken, turned pale as they endured the scolding.

One of them hesitantly looked up, his expression apologetic.

“I’ll investigate it thoroughly. I promise to give you a satisfactory explanation!”

“Yes, yes, I’ll send someone immediately—no, I’ll go myself! Please calm down, sir!”

They forced smiles, their faces full of helplessness.

Truthfully, thuggish behavior like this used to be dealt with harshly.

But in recent years, as society progressed, these rural bullies had become fewer and fewer.

Still, in every village there were always one or two households who liked to flaunt their status. And wouldn’t you know it, Mao Yan and his father were exactly that type.

But as long as they didn’t cross the line, the authorities turned a blind eye.

Except now, they’d kicked the hornet’s nest.

“Hmph.”

The middle-aged official snorted coldly, his eyes full of icy menace.

“This matter has already blown up. I guarantee the higher-ups will be calling any minute now. If you two can’t resolve it, then hand in your hats and walk out the door. Someone will be held accountable.”

Both men blanched immediately. Their anxious expressions turned into ones of sheer panic.

“W-we can’t be that serious, can we?”

One of them stammered, trying to downplay it.

Wasn’t this just some livestream drama over a girlfriend? It hadn’t even caused real damage yet.

Did they really need to make such a big deal of it?

The official stared at his subordinate in disbelief.

The audacity. He still had the nerve to say that?

It felt like a fishbone lodged in his throat. It was infuriating.

“You…”

“Why don’t you go check who’s doing this livestream first? Once you know who he is, come back and then tell me whether it’s serious or not. Get out! Both of you, out!”

He was so livid he nearly lost his breath.

The two men looked at each other, startled and flustered. Grabbing the tablet with the video, they hurried out the door.

***

Meanwhile, on the internet, waves of discussion were erupting.

People began asking: in the parts of this country that we don’t often see—the rural, isolated, underdeveloped areas—do scenes of injustice and bullying still happen like this?

What about the farmers—those who work the land with bent backs and weathered hands? They have no voice, no platform to vent the injustice they suffer.

So, they simply endure it in silence.

If Wang Yun hadn’t gone live, would anyone have ever witnessed the image of more than twenty people encircling him, trying to drag him away?

And what if it hadn’t been Wang Yun livestreaming today, but just some average person—would the platforms have pushed their stream, giving them the visibility needed to expose such a disgrace?

Even if the authorities had allowed a regular citizen to go live—without Wang Yun’s fame and massive fanbase, would anyone have cared at all?

Such questions spread like wildfire across forums and social platforms.

And the wave of debate was so intense, it nearly crashed Wang Yun’s stream.

Beep-beep!

Just as Wang Yun was checking his stream timer, a sudden blast of car horns echoed through the village alleys.

“Did you hear that? Was that a car horn? Are reinforcements here?!”

“I heard it too! And it sounds like more than one car!”

“Big bro, you’re saved! I knew there was no way they’d get away with bullying you like this!”

“I’m gonna cry. Our big bro’s backup has arrived! Time to show those guys what the ‘Number One Fugitive’ is all about!”

The livestream chat exploded with excitement.

The vibe was like the national team had just scored in the World Cup.

Wang Yun followed the sound, turning his gaze in that direction.

From his high vantage point, he had a clear view.

Sure enough—down the alley at the village entrance, seven or eight sedans were racing in, honking like mad.

“Haha! My family’s here!” Wang Yun shouted joyfully.

From the start of his stream to now, barely over ten minutes had passed—and yet reinforcements had arrived this fast.

With a grin, Wang Yun pulled a face mask and a pair of sunglasses from his pocket.

Standard gear whenever he left the house.

Once properly suited up, he leaned over the edge and bellowed down, “Why so quiet now? Come on, keep acting tough! Let’s see it!”