This large-scale promotion naturally attracted quite a few onlookers.
[--Who is this Dongfang Qianqi? Is he Qian Qi's lackey? Promoting so diligently?]
[--Haha, I would call him the king of bootlickers.]
[--How does an ordinary person dare to fight a D-level Contracted Beast? Where's the courage?]
[--Principal: Seriously, I will cry. The student mortality rate has increased again this year.]
[--Damn it, I have to see which punk is so bold, openly mocking the strongest skill combo I suggested!]
[--Chill out, dude, count me in!]
[--Haha, am I the only one who thinks Dongfang Qianqi might be Qian Qi himself?]
[--Are you a hater? Why would Qian Qi do something so trashy?]
Qian Qi, who was doing the trashy thing: ...
Sorry, but your Qian Qi is just that trashy!
Watching the topics heat up about enough, Qian Qi finally contentedly left the campus forum. Suddenly remembering something, she poked open Su Xingle's chat window.