"You can't go in there, please come out."
But Qian Liang didn't care at all, he kept filming Jiang Jiu with his phone, criticizing her for taking bribes and only caring about her own safety, utterly indifferent to the lives of the miners.
The comments section was filled with curses towards Jiang Jiu, with some even inciting the host to beat her up, promising rewards for slapping her.
"This must be an assistant the host hired to stage all this; I'll believe it only when you slap her."
"What's the use of a slap? With no one around, if you don't lay hands on her, you're not a man!"
"Who cares about the rescue? I support the host kissing her!"
As Qian Liang saw the number of viewers in his livestream skyrocket, along with incessant donations, he was secretly shocked that this female journalist could actually help him trend!
Jiang Jiu glanced outside, a bolt of lightning struck, and heavy rain began to fall, pitter-pattering on everything and quickly turning the soil into mud.
