Chapter 431: A Ten-Thousand-Yuan Bounty!

The jeers and curses came like a tide behind Wang Yun.

“Damn! Don’t tell me the real girlfriend just showed up!”

Wang Yun couldn’t help himself. He turned straight to his phone and shouted at the top of his lungs.

His voice boomed. Then he twisted his head around and yelled in the direction of Mao Yan and his father.

“Holy shit, someone named CrescentMoon just showed up in my livestream! Mao Yan, look at the camera! Do you know her?!”

As he ran, Wang Yun held his phone up, zooming in on Mao Yan in the distance.

Phones can zoom in and out, of course. The image gets a little blurry when zoomed, but no matter how blurry it is, a person’s outline and facial features are still recognizable.

While Wang Yun fiddled with the screen, livestreaming, the distant Mao Yan heard what he’d just shouted.

“You bastard! I’ll kill you!” Mao Yan snapped. His eyes were bloodshot.

Seeing the state his son was in, Mao Guo’s heart dropped with a heavy thud.

“What is it?! Don’t tell me what he said is true!”

He grabbed Mao Yan, demanding an answer.

Mao Yan was nearly in tears. His fists clenched tight, veins bulging on his neck.

“Dad! Wanwan’s username is Wanwan CrescentMoon! It’s her!”

“What?!”

Mao Guo’s face changed instantly, as if struck by lightning. Of all the things to happen…

The next second, Mao Guo let out a furious roar.

“Whoever catches him today gets ten thousand yuan!”

“I don’t care who it is—grab him, and I’ll pay ten grand!” Mao Yan echoed it loudly.

And just like that, chaos erupted.

Ten thousand yuan!

For the average villager, that was three or four months of hard labor.

In an instant, every onlooker, every worker who’d been eyeing Wang Yun before, all suddenly had purpose in their eyes. The way they looked at him now was like starving wolves spotting a lamb.

Even Mao Hongping, who had been anxiously standing off to the side, couldn’t keep her composure anymore when she heard the bounty.

Her anxious expression vanished. Locking eyes on Wang Yun’s position, she took off running.

“Teacher Wang! Please don’t run—let’s sit down and talk things out!” she even shouted as she ran.

Flawless acting!

Naturally, Xiao Gang wasn’t idle either. He was doing everything he could to help Wang Yun.

“Talk about going all-in.”

Wang Yun was now on the second floor of a house, phone still in hand.

Just moments earlier, he’d taken advantage of the crowd’s charge, leaping nimbly to the upper floor.

“What do I do, fam? They’re seriously trying to catch me. All I did was start a livestream to speak some truth for my brother. Did anyone call the cops for me? I’m really scared right now. What kind of thug nonsense is this? This is organized crime, plain and simple. Is Wanwan CrescentMoon still in the chat? Quick, call your husband and beg him to let me go. Also, your husband and father-in-law must be loaded—when did I become worth ten grand?!”

Standing on the second-floor ledge, Wang Yun held up his phone and filmed the snarling faces of the Mao family down below.

His mouth ran like a machine gun, chattering nonstop.

His sarcastic commentary—like something straight out of a sassy livestreamer’s playbook—had his viewers laughing through their fury.

These dozens of people thought they could catch him? In their dreams.

Even a hundred network inspectors spent a month and couldn’t even touch the hem of his shirt.

And a second floor four or five meters high? For Wang Yun, that was like stepping over a rock. He wouldn’t even blink at a thousand-meter cliff.

Still, the fans in his livestream—his family, as he called them—knew their role. Even if they were fuming, they had to play along.

“Don’t worry, big bro! I’m already in the village, I brought my whole crew!”

“Big brother, I’m driving. Give me five minutes, I’ll be there!”

“Sorry, big brother! I’m from the next village over, but I’m on my way to apologize on his behalf!”

“Big brother, make Mao Yan answer his phone! He’s ignoring my calls! How dare he bully my idol. He’s dead meat!”

One after another, viewers flooded the chat with messages.

Anyone nearby was already rushing over.

And yes—Wanwan CrescentMoon was among them.

She was the city girl Mao Yan had been dating. At this very moment, she was frantically dialing his number.

But neither Mao Yan nor Mao Guo would pick up.

No matter how many times she called, they ignored every attempt. Frustrated beyond reason, Wanwan called her own father.

The Mao family had made their money this year working for her family.

Mao Yan had said he was going home to build a house—and once it was done, he’d come to her family to propose.

But who could have guessed that the moment father and son returned to their village, they went off the rails. They even went on blind dates with local girls—and one of them was the same girl Xiao Gang liked.

And to top it off, Wanwan was a fan of Wang Yun.

A diehard fan. And by association, she even had a soft spot for Xiao Gang, the little brother of her idol.

Never in a million years did she think she’d find herself caught in such a dog-blood drama straight out of a soap opera.

Naturally, Mao Yan and his father didn’t watch variety shows.

To them, those were a waste of time.

They didn’t recognize Xiao Gang. And they definitely didn’t recognize Wang Yun. After all, from the beginning until now, Wang Yun had never once shown his face.