Chapter 688: Chapter 688: Other than Mr. Bai, no one else is qualified! Chapter 688: Chapter 688: Other than Mr. Bai, no one else is qualified! [Those who follow the great Li, please show some decency, thank you.]
[Li never trashes books for no reason, only when he really cannot stand it anymore, thumbs down to you!]
Li Jie was an VIP level 8 user on the Yuewen Academy app, as well as a little rich second-generation. It was common for him to splurge thousands on books he liked, so he did have some fans.
These people must have come swarming in after seeing his passive-aggressive negative review…
Li Jie cursed under his breath, damn, it’s all over now.
[The user ‘Li Jie Isn’t Your Sister’ tipped ‘Bai’ 50,000 book coins, with an extra message: Sorry for my misfire, the author is writing well, but please change ‘Original’ to ‘Derived’.] Find the newest release on novel·fıre·net
Holy shit, Li, that’s not how you play the game!
Just a moment ago, he was snarky in the comments section, and now he’s tossing out book coins, has he gone mad?
Li Jie, being such a high-ranking user, was very much welcomed and cherished by the website, even the editors would pay attention to him.
Editor Xiaobai, seeing this situation, directly used her backstage privileges to help this new book change the tag from “Original” to “Derived”.
In less than five minutes, Xue Qiu’s paws were clacking away on the handheld computer, changing the tag back to “Original”.
Xue Qiu glanced at the bedroom door; Liu Jingyuan had just come by, and the old ancestor had gone downstairs.
If the old ancestor saw this, this bunch of youngsters would be in for a chilling experience again.
Editor Xiaobai had never seen such an author! She directly messaged the new author in private backstage.
[Bai: It is certainly original.]
Editor Xiaobai couldn’t help but burst into laughter, almost spitting out her drink.
Even Mr. Liu Guansheng, a figure with repute worldwide, wouldn’t dare claim it was “original”, let alone anyone else besides Mr. Bai himself having the right to do so!
Editor Xiaobai laughed for a while but then began to feel puzzled. If this were the case, Li Jie, that high-ranking user, wouldn’t have tipped an apology.
After some hesitation, Editor Xiaobai also clicked in.
A quarter of an hour later, the female editor silently chose to share it on her social circle.
Awesome, definitely a masterpiece written by a big shot.
But, it’s still just derived work, not original content.
Bai Chuwei rubbed her slightly sore and slender fingers, and leisurely descended the spiral staircase to the lower floor; under the crystal chandelier, Liu Jingyuan sat on the sofa in his suit, waiting respectfully.
Because he was nervous, Liu Jingyuan wasn’t fully sitting on the sofa, with half his butt perched awkwardly on the edge.
Bai Chuwei smiled, took the main seat opposite Liu Jingyuan, took a light sip of the fragrant tea prepared by the butler, and asked indifferently, “What brings you here?”
Liu Jingyuan quickly called out “Ancestor,” his face showing a bit of difficulty: “It’s about what you said last time, instructing me to cut off all dealings between our industries and the Demonic Cultivators.”
Bai Chuwei remained unfazed, “Someone is unwilling, right?”
The Liu Family had become one of the eight great families, but at the same time, they had taken over the mess made by Tang Ke of the Tang Family, many of which were involved with Demonic Cultivators. Liu Jingyuan had been terribly busy lately.
Bai Chuwei’s smile was teasing: “You’re here this time because that family is related to yours?”
Liu Jingyuan’s heart skipped a beat, his face filled with guilt, “Indeed, nothing can be hidden from the ancestor.”
“Do you know the esteemed Mr. Liu Guansheng? Their family is a distantly related branch of ours.”
Though they were just distant relatives, the family was now headed by a young girl still in college.
Liu Jingyuan had instructed their family to sever ties with Demonic Cultivators.
The young lady of the Liu Family frowned and said coldly, “Uncle Jingyuan, when your family was down and out, we didn’t lend a hand, and now that you’re back on your feet, we have no desire to cling to you, so can we not mind our own business?”