Chapter 57: Six? Have you ever seen eleven!

The audience in the live broadcast room exclaimed in admiration.

[Holy mother of god, is linking with just Mistress H not enough?]
[Who on earth is it? I'm dying of curiosity, damn it!]
[My grandpa says this dude is a big shot.]
[A true master of time management?]

"Don't panic, family. The streamer will contact the platform to see if we can increase the number of live-link slots." Xu Qingfeng turned his head to look at Pineapple Honey. "Room manager, can we increase it?"

Pineapple Honey nodded. "Yes, just give me a moment."

Increasing the number of live links wasn't complicated; it just required a minor technical adjustment.

Xu Qingfeng faced the camera. "Then let our Mistresses Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven, and Eight hold on for a second while our staff works on the adjustments."

"No problem at all," came the crisp voice of Mistress Eight, who had just joined.

Almost simultaneously, the viewers in the live stream picked up their phones—and began calling in reinforcements.

They had seen original partners tearing apart mistresses, and mistresses tearing apart other mistresses, but six people still not being enough was something nobody had ever witnessed before.

"Are you playing Fight the Landlord here?"
"Stop sleeping, get up and watch women fight!"
"What the hell? Where? I'm coming right now!"
"Wind God's live stream!"
"Hey, bro, stop sleeping for crying out loud, get up and eat some melons. It's a century-spanning drama!"

While waiting for the technical adjustments to the link capacity, the viewer count, which had stopped growing for a long time, surged explosively once again.

The online viewer count hit 1.4 million, breaking the Flash Video platform record once more, while simultaneously setting a new record for online viewers across all live-streaming platforms in the entire network.

Blue Star didn't have a giant monopoly platform like TikTok yet; short-video platforms were locked in a fierce hegemony, and 1.4 million plus was already the absolute highest record.

[I'm skipping work just to watch this drama.]
[If I miss this drama, I'll regret it for the rest of my life.]
[Hurry up, hurry up! I want to see Nine Phoenixes Contending for a Dragon.]
[I woke my parents up and they were about to scold me, but when I told them a scumbag was cheating with six women at once, they praised me for being a dutiful child.]
[Truly dutiful, they didn't spoil you for nothing.]
[Holy crap, my dad even woke my grandpa up.]
[I can't stop laughing. Our whole extended family is in the living room in our pajamas, waiting to eat melons.]

During this period, the audience in the bullet comments let their imaginations run wild, directly guessing all sorts of possible plot developments.

***

On Weibo, "Six Phoenixes Contending for a Dragon" was pushed to the top of the trending searches, and quite a few night owls came pouring in upon hearing the reputation.

In the entertainment circle, celebrities who had already been thrown into a state of chaos were also quietly lurking.

Chen He was long finished, and Wang Gu's body was still warm. Nobody knew who Xu Qingfeng's next blade would pierce, and no one dared to sleep—especially those who had made the trending searches today, who felt even more restless.

Who is next? The celebrities kept pondering to themselves.

Roughly six minutes later, the technician informed Xu Qingfeng that the adjustments were complete.

Xu Qingfeng perked up. "Here we go, folks! Our Flash Video technology is truly powerful, getting it adjusted in just a few minutes. Come on, let's link up in order."

"Let's welcome Mistresses Two, Nine, Ten, and Eleven to the stage!"

With the added slots, the number of linked participants reached eleven, allowing the audience in the live stream to easily distinguish who was Mistress Three and who was Mistress Four through their assigned codenames.

[Holy mother of god, eleven of them?!]
[Damn, even a breeding boar would lose thirty pounds from exhaustion.]
[What kind of shadow clone jutsu is this?]
[ Against the heavens! How on earth did he manage to date eleven at once?]
[Who on earth is this guy? I'm dying of anxiety!]

Xu Qingfeng took a sip of water. "Mistresses Two through Eleven, please turn off your private chats first to prevent some prank-loving fans from disturbing you."

"Since everyone is here, let's begin."

Mistress Three spoke up, "Mistress Two, give him a call, and everyone else mute your mics."

Mistress Two, who had already figured out the situation, didn't hesitate and directly dialed the number in front of more than a million viewers. "Darling, what are you doing? When are you coming back?"

"Xiaoxiao? I'm in a meeting. Be a good girl, I'll rush through my progress these couple of days and come home to accompany you right away. Mwah."

The call hung up, and Mistress Three dialed as well. "Darling, why didn't you reply to my messages today? I missed you."

The voice on the phone sounded a bit distant. "Director, director! Let me take a break to make a phone call, I'll be right back. Okay, okay, okay."

Then the voice drew closer. "Hey, Qingqing, my wife, filming progress is a bit slow today, I'm working overtime on set. It'll take about three more days, and then I'll spend some good time with you. Be a good girl."

"Lili, I'm at the airport right now, about to board. I have to fly abroad, so it'll be at least a week before I'm home. I'll bring you a gift when I return."

"Yuanyuan, I was just drinking with investors, almost got forced to down another glass..."

"Tongtong, I'm reviewing the script..."

Then Mistresses Four through Eleven took turns in succession. The man on the other end answered flawlessly, leaving the audience awestruck and shouting that he was an absolute legend.

[Holy mother of god, a genius! Not a single sentence repeated!]
[Damn, lying is as easy as drinking water for him?]
[How does he remember the names of so many people?]
[ Against the heavens! What a shadow clone.]
[With this reaction speed, it's a real shame he isn't a scam artist.]
[The voice sounds a bit familiar.]
[Not enough distinct characteristics, can't guess who it is.]

After eleven phone calls, the audience had long since realized that it was all the same person's voice, and furthermore, the voice sounded somewhat familiar.

At this moment, Mistress Three, who had been steering the situation all along, spoke up. "Let me introduce the situation. Mistress Two got together with him two days earlier than me and probably started getting suspicious recently. Mistress Four has been kept entirely in the dark. Mistress Five contacted me first. Mistress Six is rather fragile and cried for two days. Mistress Seven refused to believe it all along. Mistress Eight is staking out his front door waiting to beat him up. Mistress Nine is abroad and hasn't returned yet. Mistress Ten isn't replying to messages. Mistress Eleven only started dating him a month ago, and there are still two others I couldn't get in touch with."

[???]
[Hold on, does that mean there are actually thirteen of them?]
[My goodness, the Thirteen Taibaos.]
[One a week isn't even enough to go around.]
[Damn, no wonder I can't find a partner—turns out this scumbag took them all!]
[Three thousand beauties in his imperial harem.]
[Explosive.]
[Even a roundtable conference wouldn't have enough seats for you lot.]

Mistress Three continued, "Bringing everyone together today is to expose the true face of this scumbag. He's a celebrity, and we're all ordinary people. Even if we expose him, not many people will believe us, and he'll probably just take a short break and come back out to deceive people. That's why I contacted Brother Feng, hoping he could help expose it."

Xu Qingfeng nodded. "Happy to help. Such a scumbag deserves to be nailed to the pillar of shame. I'm glad I could help everyone. Mistress Three can initiate the final step now."

Mistress Three gave an affirmative hum. "Sisters, on the count of three, we'll all make our calls together."

[Great, it's a Shura field!]
[Hahaha, I want to see how he talks his way out of this!]
[Awesome!]
[Mistress Three is a talent; she could totally be the head of the imperial harem.]
[Her voice is soft and sweet, but her actions are decisive and fierce. I love it!]

After a three-second countdown, eleven people dialed their calls simultaneously. In the live broadcast room, ringing tones sounded for six people, while five people heard the prompt: "The number you have dialed is currently on another call."

Six different ringtones, every single one distinct.

Seven phones, thirteen targets, eleven people dialing simultaneously—the curiosity of the audience in the live room reached its absolute peak.

How on earth was this guy going to handle this?