Jiang Zheyu paused. She slowly reached out and took the silk scarf, gripping it lightly. Lowering her gaze, she said softly, "Thank you. I’m going to go up and take a shower now."

The wrist Su Yan was still holding twitched, as if in a faint struggle.

Su Yan noticed and let go of her hand.

Jiang Zheyu returned to her room to take a shower.

She had only purified 5 points of Beastification Value today. She glanced at the advancement panel. She was still a long way from S+++ Level.

Name: Jiang Zheyu

Gender: Female

Current Spiritual Power Value: S (23/3000)

Points: 20

Lying in bed, she began to create a new streamer account.

A bold notification popped up: You are already registered! You must delete your current account before registering a new one!

Jiang Zheyu silently opened the original owner’s account and found that several of the posted videos were of a White Tiger Beastman, along with a White Cat Boy and a White Fox Beastman.

This account was also a top-tier, prestigious Level 100 VIP client with a flashy special effect that played upon entering a stream. That was the highest level possible—the top VIP level on Xingdou was Level 100, which was reserved for clients who had spent over fifty million.

She tried to delete the account but discovered it wasn’t allowed due to its high level and spending history.

’How should I put this...’ Even if she gave it a complete makeover—changing the nickname, avatar, and everything else—she couldn’t change the account’s unique ID: 7777777.

’Either way, it looks like I’ll have to move forward burdened by the original owner’s terrible reputation. I’ll just try streaming for now and see how it goes. It’s not like I’m locked into this path for life.’

Jiang Zheyu silently went about giving the original owner’s account a makeover.

First, she deleted all the videos. She’d also wanted to change the original owner’s avatar of the little white tiger, but there didn’t seem to be any suitable photos in her album to replace it with.

After some thought, Jiang Zheyu decided she would take some artistic, atmospheric photos of herself to use later.

She also decided on the content for her stream: dancing!

In her past life, she had taken numerous dance and music composition classes to develop a more elegant bearing.

She had a bit of a knack for the arts.

Jiang Zheyu had actually specialized in classical dance. Coincidentally, this world was somewhat lacking in culture from Ancient Earth, which she could take advantage of. Of course, she could also perform the sexy dances popular on the Star Network.

’Pressure really is the best motivator.’

’Originally, I just wanted to be a slacker and live off my Beast Husband...’

In her past life, Jiang Zheyu had lived off her looks as a kept woman, and only after latching onto a powerful figure did she learn to dance, sing, and play instruments—all for an audience of one.

Now, the thought of potentially being watched by millions during a live stream made her silently start searching the Star Network for masks.

Yes, she had no intention of streaming with her face revealed.

Jiang Zheyu bought two masks: one was a red fox mask that covered her entire face, and the other was a white fox mask that only covered the upper half. Afterward, her account balance dropped to 0.

She had been planning to buy a Beast Slave tomorrow, too. Seeing her balance, she couldn’t help but shed a bitter tear.

It was already the end of July. Su Yan’s payment to her should be coming soon.

Jiang Zheyu’s spirits instantly lifted.

’There’s no need to worry. I still get a million from Su Yan every month. And when Su Yan and I dissolve our Beast Mate relationship, I hope I can get a nice severance package too.’

In the interstellar era, Beast Mate relationships could indeed be dissolved, but only in two ways: the Female Master could voluntarily terminate the relationship, or the relationship would be terminated if the Male Beastman died.

In other words, a Female Master could discard her Beast Husband at will, but a Beast Husband could not propose to end the Beast Mate relationship.

However, when the time came, Jiang Zheyu would naturally let Su Yan go.

Bored, Jiang Zheyu scrolled through Xingdou. Who would have thought that the very next video she swiped to would feature a familiar face.

Today, the White Tiger Boy wore a sheer white top that alluringly obscured his lean, handsome physique. He wore only a pair of loose black pants on his lower half and was dancing seductively to the rhythm of the music.

The dancing boy suddenly stopped. He lifted his sheer top to wipe the sweat from his forehead as he walked closer, revealing a set of glistening, well-defined eight-pack abs. His eyes sparkled as he looked at the camera, his voice slightly breathless. "Welcome, Sister Yu Yu!"

A stream of comments also popped up, all welcoming Sister Yu Yu.

’The original owner really was rich,’ Jiang Zheyu thought silently. ’Even with such a terrible reputation, she could still make Beastman streamers call her ’Sister’ just by throwing money at them.’

’But without money to sustain it, this ’affection’ will probably fade quickly.’

The White Tiger Beastman streamer spoke again. "Sister Yu Yu, is there any dance you’d like to see? I can perform it for you."

Jiang Zheyu was in an awkward position, not wanting to stay but not wanting to leave either. Steeling herself, she just randomly picked one. "Just dance to the first song."

She planned to wait until the boy was halfway through the dance, then make an excuse about having something to do and leave the stream.

"Okay," the White Tiger Boy agreed.

Soon, music filled the room, and the White Tiger Boy began to dance along with it.

A name, "Xianxian," entered the stream, accompanied by a magnificent special effect.

"Welcome, my Sister Xianxian!" The White Tiger Boy happily moved closer to the camera, his silver eyes still beautiful and bright with joy.

As soon as this Sister Xianxian arrived, she dropped a gift with a magnificent special effect.

A giant red Mecha rushed out, nearly taking up half the room.

Xianxian: Ah Bai, I want to watch you dance to "Intoxicated."

"Sister Xianxian, let me just finish—"

Xianxian: Shut up and dance.

Another magnificent Mecha gift flew out.

The White Tiger Boy sounded resigned. "Sister Yu Yu, I’m going to dance to ’Intoxicated’ for Sister Xianxian first. I’ll come back and dance to ’Submerge’ for you after."

As he spoke, he switched to the song "Intoxicated." He licked his lips, looking at the camera, his forehead glistening with sweat. In a low, breathy voice, he said, "Sister Xianxian, you have to watch closely now. I’m starting."

Jiang Zheyu: ...

This Xianxian was the number one supporter on this White Tiger Beastman streamer’s leaderboard.

Her resources were even more substantial than the original owner’s.

After the White Tiger Boy finished his dance, Xianxian sent a ton of other gifts. He kept interacting with Xianxian on the screen, seeming to have forgotten his promise to dance for Jiang Zheyu.

Usually, at a time like this, the original owner would have jealously gone to the Imperial Bank, transferred a lot of money, and spent it lavishly to win back the White Tiger Boy’s attention.

But Jiang Zheyu wasn’t the original owner. She just sent a message: "I have something to do, so I’m leaving."

"Ah, Sister Yu Yu, take care." The White Tiger Boy smiled when he saw the message. "I’ll dance ’Submerge’ for you next time, Sister Yu Yu."

For adults, "next time" means "never."

Since Jiang Zheyu didn’t spend a single cent today, the White Tiger Beastman’s attitude toward her was no longer enthusiastic.

Besides, this White Tiger Beastman was very popular with females. A female with an even higher level than Jiang Zheyu was his number one supporter. The original owner had spent so much for so long just to become his number three supporter and get his contact information.

Just as Jiang Zheyu exited the stream, Xingdou recommended another one to her.

"Wow, Sister Yu Yu is here! Your little kitty has been dancing for an hour! If you hadn’t come, your kitty wouldn’t have been able to hold on much longer!"

A voice came from the stream.

Jiang Zheyu’s hand, about to tap the exit button, froze.