Queen Vee rubbed her eyes and stared at the screen, convinced for a moment that she was seeing things.

But she wasn’t.

The user who had just casually dropped ten Emperor titles on Naomi’s stream had actually entered her room.

Her heart immediately began racing.

’So he isn’t only interested in Naomi after all?’

The thought lit a spark of hope inside her.

A spender at Sober Tiger’s level wasn’t just a wealthy viewer. He was the kind of person every streamer dreamed of attracting. If she could somehow pull him into her circle and keep his attention, earning tens of thousands of dollars every month would be effortless.

A dozen schemes flashed through Queen Vee’s mind in an instant.

She straightened her posture, adjusted her camera angle, and put on her sweetest smile.

"Welcome, Brother Sober Tiger~"

Her voice became noticeably softer.

"You just gave that little streamer so many Emperors. Queen Vee is honestly jealous. Can’t I get one too?"

As she spoke, she subtly shifted forward, letting her neckline slip just a little lower. At the same time, she quickly sent Luca a private message through the platform.

The content was deliberately suggestive.

Unfortunately for her, Luca didn’t even bother opening it.

A notification flashed across his screen.

Without hesitation, he tossed it straight into the trash.

Then he tapped his phone.

A cheap airplane gift animation floated across Queen Vee’s stream.

At first, her eyes lit up.

Then the accompanying message appeared.

[Sober Tiger: Why does this stream look like it’s struggling to pay the electricity bill today? Here’s an airplane. Try to keep the lights on.]

[Sober Tiger: Also, to be honest, I don’t think you have much talent for streaming. Why don’t you ask Naomi for lessons after the tournament?]

[Sober Tiger: Actually, never mind. Naomi will be busy advancing to the next round. Unlike you, she probably won’t have that much free time.]

The smile on Queen Vee’s face froze.

Then cracked.

The entire room exploded.

Luca hadn’t come to support her.

He had come to publicly roast her.

Her cheeks burned with humiliation as thousands of viewers watched the exchange unfold.

Meanwhile, Naomi’s chat room was having the time of its life.

"Hahaha! She’s about to cry!"

"This is what true retaliation looks like."

"Taking notes right now. Professional-level counterattack."

"Big Brother Sober Tiger is defending his girl."

"Streamer, you’re going to have to repay this man somehow."

The timer reached zero.

The second round officially ended.

Naomi advanced.

Not only that, but the flood of Emperor gifts launched her straight into the platform’s Top 10 tournament rankings.

The moment her name appeared on the leaderboard, curious users from across Twist Streaming began pouring into her channel.

One after another.

Many arrived simply to see what kind of streamer could attract a spender like Sober Tiger.

Then they saw Naomi.

Her clear complexion.

Her bright smile.

Her natural appearance.

The absence of excessive filters.

Within minutes, follows began flooding in.

For many viewers, streamers like Naomi had become surprisingly rare.

She felt her excitement rising as the numbers climbed.

To celebrate, she sang several songs for her audience.

By the time she finished, her follower count had officially surpassed 100,000.

Of course, Romero Dennis’s decision to place her stream on the platform’s premium recommendation page had helped tremendously. Without that exposure, reaching six figures would have taken much longer.

"Sober Tiger Big Shot, the third round is starting!"

"Why are you asking if he’s ready?"

"Didn’t he say a hundred thousand dollars was just a small greeting gift?"

"The boss has already arrived."

Luca chuckled before typing a response.

[Sober Tiger: Just play normally. I’m not worried.]

The chat instantly erupted.

"There it is."

"The confidence."

"Forget Big Shot. This is final-boss energy."

"Someone check this man’s wallet. It has to be illegal."

Seeing Luca’s message, Naomi finally relaxed and entered the next match.

A few moments later, the platform completed the pairing.

Her new opponent appeared on screen.

KingLux.

A massive outdoor lifestyle streamer with more than three million followers.

The moment his stream connected, Naomi immediately noticed the endless parade of high-level accounts in his chat.

This wasn’t an individual streamer fighting alone.

A powerful guild was backing him.

This would be a difficult match.

On the opposite side, KingLux’s eyes brightened the instant he saw Naomi.

She was stunning.

Years in the industry had given him a sharp eye, and he could tell immediately that her appearance wasn’t dependent on filters.

She was genuinely beautiful.

A smile spread across his face.

What luck.

If he played this right, he might not only win the match but also leave a memorable impression on her.

Perhaps even arrange a meeting later.

The thought pleased him.

He adjusted his posture and flashed what he believed was his most charming smile.

"Hello there."

"It’s a pleasure meeting such a beautiful lady."

Naomi immediately noticed the look in his eyes.

A faint trace of discomfort flickered through her gaze.

Still, she remained polite.

"Hello."

KingLux either didn’t notice or chose to ignore her indifference.

He continued confidently.

"Is that your apartment behind you?"

Naomi nodded.

KingLux laughed.

"Honestly, it looks a little small."

He casually picked up his camera.

"You should take a look at my place."

The camera slowly swept across an enormous luxury residence.

Expensive furniture.

Designer decorations.

A spacious interior.

Finally, the lens paused deliberately on a Porsche 718 key resting on a marble counter.

The message couldn’t have been clearer.

Look how rich I am.

Almost immediately, gifts began flooding into his stream.

His guild members went to work.

His score shot upward.

Fifty thousand.

Eighty thousand.

One hundred thousand.

Still climbing.

KingLux leaned back with a satisfied smile.

He’d seen this countless times before.

Most girls acted unimpressed at first.

Then they saw the house.

The car.

The gifts.

Sooner or later, their attitude changed.

Inside Naomi’s chat, viewers were already getting annoyed.

"God, this guy is unbearable."

"Does he think owning a Porsche 718 makes him royalty?"

"That’s literally the entry-level Porsche."

"Compared to Sober Tiger, that’s pocket change."

Then Luca finally spoke.

[Sober Tiger: There’s really nothing impressive about that.]

[Sober Tiger: Naomi already owns a custom Porsche 911.]

For a moment, the chat stopped moving.

Then chaos erupted.

"WHAT?!"

"A Porsche 911?!"

"No way."

"Tell me you’re joking."

[Sober Tiger: Not joking.]

[Sober Tiger: We went to the dealership together and bought it.]

The room exploded again.

"So this is what a real whale looks like."

"He gives away 911s like birthday presents."

"I’ve seen enough. Sober Tiger wins."

"By the way, Tiger, when are you going to start sending gifts? The other side already passed 100,000."

Looking at KingLux’s rapidly growing score, many viewers became nervous.

Nobody doubted Luca’s spending power.

What worried them was timing.

If the guild launched a massive final-second push, even Luca might not physically have enough time to tap out enough gifts to catch up.

Losing because of a timing issue would be painful.

Luca read the concerns scrolling across his screen.

Then he glanced at KingLux’s smug expression.

A cold smile appeared on his face.

He typed a single message.

[Sober Tiger: I’m not spending anything this round.]

The entire chat froze.

A second later, another message appeared.

[Sober Tiger: When a guild is intentionally inflating scores in a mid-tier bracket, matching them gift for gift is a waste of money.]

[Sober Tiger: Let them celebrate this round.]

[Sober Tiger: I’ll settle the score in the next one.]