Overprotected By My Tsundere CEO

Chapter 500 - 305: Leaving an Autograph on Purpose, Seriously?

The young man reacted quickly, immediately pointing the camera at Luna Durant the moment she dashed out.

Luna Durant was skilled.

As she got closer to the monk, he sensed it and instinctively tried to run away. However, Luna was fast, and as soon as he attempted to flee, she suddenly reached out and grabbed his shoulder.

"Don’t run!"

Luna shouted fiercely.

The monk didn’t want to be caught just like that, so he tried to shake her off. The two quickly exchanged a couple of moves.

"I surrender, I surrender."

Realizing that Luna was trained and every move was fierce, the monk didn’t want to create trouble and quickly withdrew his hand, compromising without any thought of winning.

Luna grabbed his robe and held out her hand.

She raised her eyebrows, "Reward card."

"I’ll give it to you." The monk nodded quickly and tried to pull back his robe, "Young lady, let go."

However, Luna didn’t let go; instead, her grip tightened.

"Give the reward card first, so you won’t run away again." Luna showed no mercy.

"I said I’d give it, wouldn’t break my word."

The monk sighed helplessly and reached for the reward card.

At the same time, because the livestream had captured this moment, the fans and online viewers started to change the topic in the comments—

[A martial artist?]

[The lady is so cool, she knows martial arts? Hidden talent!]

[I’m a fan now! She’s so sassy, I’m in love.]

[Wow, blowing up this martial arts-themed episode!]

[Does any fan have a recording? Give me the video, I want to watch it repeatedly!]

...

No one expected Luna Durant to handle a couple of moves with the master, and the young man was stunned for a moment before reacting. He quickly ran towards Luna and the monk.

As he got close, he heard Luna’s incredulous voice—

"Is this the reward card?"

"Huh? What is this?" Holding three cards, the monk was dumbfounded, staring wide-eyed, "The ones the production team gave me didn’t look like this this morning?"

As he spoke, he reached to pat his body, searching for the cards but couldn’t find any other cards.

"Aren’t these God Z’s ’Death Legend’ comic memorabilia cards?"

The young man squinted, took the three cards and flipped through them, noticing signatures left with a pen on the front. With curiosity, he rubbed his finger across, faintly rubbing off some black ink.

"The signatures are real!"

Capturing this critical information, the young man’s eyes lit up with excitement, "God Z is Nora Scott, these cards must have been placed by her, right?"

Comments in the livestream—

[It’s her, it’s her, just her.]

[Hahaha, God Z’s moves are always the most clever. Sneakily swapping cards without people knowing, and even leaving a signature, what a move.]

[The monk didn’t know, I want to know how Nora did the card swap so discreetly.]

[Don’t cry, little brother, God Z’s signature is valuable, we’re not losing out.]

[Little brother, go find Nora, can’t miss out on the most awesome NPC ever!]

[😭😭😭 Go find Nora, grab some screen time.]

...

Seeing these comments, the young man felt both amused and exasperated.

After a brief hesitation, he had no choice but to ask Luna, "Sister Luna, the viewers say the reward cards have all been swapped by Nora, should we go look for her?"

"Swapped by her?"

Luna was filled with anger, her face darkening with signs of exploding.

An NPC with so much drama?

Addicted to stealing the spotlight, huh?

Grabbing a card, Luna squeezed it tightly, almost crumpling it into a ball. She glared coldly at the monk and asked, "Have you seen Nora?"

Her tone was harsh, venting her anger on the monk, as if the "card swap" was all the monk’s fault.

The monk, having a temper, was quite displeased with being questioned by a young person like Luna. So even though he recalled "running into Nora," he said "I don’t know," then flung his sleeve and left.

Luna was so furious she nearly exploded on the spot.

The livestream viewers were in a heated debate about Luna’s attitude.

Bystanders criticized Luna for lacking manners and civility, while fans defended her saying it’s just her personality and she meant no harm, leading to endless arguments.

Seeing the situation, the young man felt awkward and silently pointed the phone camera elsewhere.

"Are all the reward cards really with Nora?"

Luna asked the accompanying director, furious.

"Yes."

"Breaking the rules, is that allowed?" Luna gritted her teeth tightly, furious.

The accompanying director replied, "Yes. The rules didn’t say not allowed."

Executive Director Christopher Sullivan was not someone who followed dead rules.

Before making ’Searching for the City’s Secret,’ Christopher had worked on several other variety shows, and each had great reviews and ratings. A big part of the reason is the unpredictability of his shows, with hosts and guests having a lot of room to be creative.

’City Secret’ becoming a variety show hit couldn’t be separated from him maintaining this trait.

Guests exploiting loopholes in rules, daring to stir things up, has always been supported by the production team as long as it’s exciting and interesting.

Clearly, Nora accomplished that.

"Luna, we..."

The young man suggested again, tactfully.

Going on a reality show is all about getting exposure and screen time. With the current trend, by the time it’s edited, he and Luna Durant were definitely not going to get much screen time.

It’s too pitiful.

"Let’s go find Nora Scott."

Although she wanted to avoid meeting Nora Scott, Luna Durant had no choice but to make this decision.

*

In a roadside noodle shop.

"Master, have some tea."

"Master, here’s your drink."

The new and old guest both held up drinks, eagerly offering them to Nora Scott.

Nora propped her chin with one hand, lazily glanced at the two.

She raised an eyebrow, "Who’s your master?"

These two tenacious ones.

Shortly after the first disciple and Clement Winter arrived at the supermarket entrance, the third group also showed up.

With many people, things easily go wrong, so Nora wanted to leave first with Clement Winter and the first disciple.

Unexpectedly, the third group was easy to shake off, but the new and old guest pair stuck to her like glue.

"We’ve decided to leave our old master. From now on, we’re your disciples, hanging on to your every word."

"You’re way more impressive than our monk master."

The old and new guest said one after the other.

Holding a phone and filming Nora Scott to satisfy the livestream audience, Clement Winter suddenly looked up and asked, "Are you treating?"

"Yes, yes, yes."

"Consider it a master-disciple feast."

The two were very cooperative.

The old guest waved grandly and told the owner, "Owner, bring us a portion of every dish for our master."

The new guest, who had just taken out his small stash of money, hurriedly stopped him, "Brother, the money isn’t enough."

The two bantered back and forth, like a comedy duo, causing everyone present to burst into laughter.

Nora Scott did not intend to make things difficult for them.

She beckoned them to take a seat and each ordered a bowl of noodles.

While waiting for the noodles, she pulled out one of her reward cards and tossed it to the new and old guest pair.

"That’s why they say a new master is good. Look at this, you get a meeting gift just by becoming a disciple..."

The old guest quickly took the reward card, and launched into a stream of flattery without a pause.

Nora Scott couldn’t help but be amused by him.

She said, "The card is given, now eat up and leave quickly."

The old guest, humorous and with a knack for variety shows, was quite the seasoned hand.

Even though live streaming Nora Scott could boost their popularity, the new and old guest pair’s livestream, thanks to the old guest’s talkative nature, was way more popular than Clement Winter’s group.

Nora Scott, protective as she is, still leaned slightly towards Clement Winter’s side.

If they wanted to ride on her popularity, she had to think of a way to send them off early.

"We should set a location," the old guest said agreeably, "when we complete a new task, we need to find you for the reward card."

Even if the reward card was with Nora Scott, it wasn’t something she could give away at will.

Guests need to complete tasks.

Each group has three task points, and after completing the tasks, they need to find the three corresponding masters for the reward card.

It was meant to be a task-focused segment.

Now, it had been turned into a segment focused on "finding NPCs."

"Alright then," Nora said after taking a sip of water, "let’s meet at Family Mart in an hour."

With her promise, the new and old guest group was reassured, finished their noodles, paid the bill, and went off to do the next task.

Nora Scott, Clement Winter, and the first disciple left the noodle shop a step slower.

"Master, in an hour, are you really going to give them a reward card?" the first disciple asked.

"Uh-huh."

Nora stepped into the sunlight, squinting slightly, looked at the sky above her, then lowered her eyes with a lazy chuckle.

She asked back, "If I didn’t say that, would they have left?"

The first disciple: "..."

Turns out it was just to trick them.

Very clever.

In Clement Winter’s livestream room, the comments were filled with "hahaha."

Clement Winter was laughing so hard on his phone, looking like a fool.

Taking out the remaining reward cards, Nora asked, "Which task did you complete?"

"The Arhat Fist one," Clement Winter answered honestly.

Nora found the Arhat Fist task card from the heap of reward cards, and pulled one out.

Holding it between her fingers, she was about to hand it over to Clement Winter, when suddenly, a strong gust of wind blew from the side.

Her hand paused in mid-air, and she squinted her eyes sharply.