Chapter 422: Where Are Your Fans?

Han Yan's face reddened as he barely mustered some energy, "Isn't it just 1.5 million? Among the millions of members in our Anti-Ling Zhenfei Hype Alliance, if each person contributes 0.5 RMB, that would be more than enough."

As he was speaking, Han Yan took out his cellphone and glanced at it, only to collapse on the ground with a thud. The millions of followers he had just before had mostly unfollowed him, leaving only tens of thousands, and those were the followers who hadn't seen the live stream in time to unfollow yet. Moreover, the numbers were still decreasing.

Of course, there were those who were aware of the situation and said with a laugh, "Han Yan, what happened to your millions of followers? How come it's down to just tens of thousands? Didn't you say you were going to donate? Better hurry up then, be careful or we'll dox you."

"The whole nation knows about this; you can't run from it."