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“Haha, let them co at

with full force; it doesn’t matter,” said Song Yun as he patted Li Yueyue’s head with a smile.

“Why worry about it so much?

I won’t be killed by anyone.

Rest assured.

Tonight, we’ll go out for dinner together; Shishi is treating.”

“Really?

Sister, you’re the best.” For a food lover, there is no greater temptation than delicious food.

Now that dinner was sorted, that matter was quickly forgotten.

Ti flew by, and soon it was ti to eat.

When Song Yun arrived at the restaurant with Li Shishi and the others, he noticed the strange looks from the people nearby.

“Look, isn’t that the internet sensation of late?” A man in a suit and leather shoes pointed at Song Yun and said, “It seems this guy is really not a good man, surrounded by a crowd of won.”

“I thought the sa,” his companion agreed.

“What kind of man isn’t faithful to his girlfriend but chooses so many won instead?

I think those won are all gold diggers.

Alas, all the good ‘cabbage’ is being taken by pigs.”

There were many such remarks, making Song Yun extrely uncomfortable in his seat.

Damn, this internet public opinion is such a pitfall.

This bunch of people who understands nothing, just superficially judging a situation without considering its underlying aning, is truly a tragedy for a country.

The internet was ant to be a ans for relaxation, but now it has beco a tool for slandering enemies.

With the help of clueless masses and trolls, it’s easy for the real villains to succeed.

Song Yun knew of an incident where soone posted a hotel check-in record of a staff mber online, totaling over two hundred tis, which caused a massive uproar.

The staff mber ended up lying on the railway tracks, taking his own life.

Later, people discovered that the over two hundred check-ins were recorded over ten years, totaling an average of just twenty-so tis per year, all during business trips.

The person who had posted the information online was this man’s enemy.

This was because the staff mber had rejected the man’s second-hand car market project, which led to him hatching such a sche in collaboration with his relatives who worked within the system, to obtain the man’s personal information.

After the dust had settled, the staff mber died in vain, and the businessman who caused his death was sentenced to only three years’ imprisonnt for disclosing citizens’ information.

In Song Yun’s view, the businessman bore fifty percent of the responsibility; who should bear the other fifty percent?

It should fall on those internet trolls who think of themselves as gods, who think their moral indignation is an exemplary conduct.

But unknowingly, such ignorance has turned many situations into tragedies.

As soon as people see words like “rich second generation” or “official second generation” in headlines, they instinctively think how dirty the other party must be.

Now Song Yun was finally experiencing this suffocating feeling, as if soone was choking him; even breathing had beco difficult.

Watching people continue to whisper judgnts about him, Song Yun was truly annoyed and flustered.

“Sigh~”

Song Yun let out a breath, reminding himself to stay calm and not act impulsively.

But when soone loudly comnted that all the won with him were whores, Song Yun couldn’t hold back anymore.

Even a clay Buddha has three parts fire, not to ntion himself.

He walked up to the man and slapped him across the face several tis, then looked around angrily and said, “You believe the things fabricated online?

Can’t you use your own brains?

How many people have been killed over the years because of things like this?

It is precisely because of people like you that the overall quality of our Huaxia is lowered.”

“I’m telling you, that whole thing was fabricated.

Others release unfounded or vengeful ssages, and you all follow blindly.

Can’t you think for yourselves, use your own brains?

So things aren’t as simple as they appear on the surface.”

The crowd exchanged glances, realizing there might indeed be unknown details to the story.

The man who Song Yun had slapped got up and shouted, “Then who are all those won with you?

You dare say you have nothing to do with them?”

“So what if I do?

If we have a mutual feeling for each other, it doesn’t bother you, right?

Did I sleep with your mother, or did I kill your father?

Damn, I can’t stand people like you who think this way.

As long as soone lives better than you, your filthy thoughts erge.

You always believe others gain without effort.

Should I spend money to dig up your dirt and show everyone?”

The man, having likely done questionable things himself, kept quiet after hearing Song Yun’s words.

Song Yun looked around seriously and said, “The tip of the iceberg is all that gets released.

The real inside story is hidden deep within.

I hope you all won’t judge things based solely on their appearance and strive to understand them deeply to find out the truth.”

“I can liberate your bodies but can’t save your minds.” This was once said by a great person, and it perfectly applies to the net-mobs today.

“I will release so explanations about this matter soon.

You are welco to discuss it freely online, but please do not transfer this internet violence into reality.

I have a family too, and I don’t want them to suffer unfair treatnt because of this.

Thank you for your understanding.” Song Yun bowed to the crowd and returned to his seat.

“Senior Brother Song, what you just said was very convincing,” Xiao Qing said with a smile, looking at Song Yun.

“Truth be told, sotis the people who are ignorant about these things are also innocent.

Maybe they just want to add a bit of positive energy to society, but unfortunately, good intentions sotis lead to bad outcos.”

“Ah, it’s all due to those public opinions.

If everyone could approach things calmly, I believe those opinions would just be a pasti.” Song Yun shook his head.

“Let’s not talk about these unhappy things anymore.

Let’s continue our al.”

Although this information had been released on the internet, a na surfaced in Song Yun’s mind.

It seed he had to get a god-hacker to trace the network IP later, to try and find the instigator.

What should have been a delightful dinner ended up being tasteless.

After returning to the villa with his companions, Song Yun drove himself to visit the god-hacker, who was as sleazy as ever.

Instead of making small talk upon seeing Song Yun, the hacker started to awkwardly ask to borrow money.

The god-hacker was a top talent among internet hackers, revered everywhere, even by the state.

And yet he lived such a simple life – just like any other housebound man – and often found himself in financial straits.