After Being Cyber Bullied, She Reveals Her True Identity

When Shen Yan led Wen Yan down the solitary path, his fans, infuriated, flooded into his livestream room and joined the haters in cursing him.

The two new fans of Shen Yan immediately fought against the haters and his fans, creating a rather spectacular scene.

The person involved was completely unaware.

Shen Yan walked very fast, while Wen Yan lagged behind, gasping heavily from just carrying his own tent.

Shen Yan carried a heap of stuff easily, without so much as breathing hard or breaking a sweat.

Fresh and relaxed as if he was walking in his own courtyard.

Again, Wen Yan couldn't help but suspect whether the load Shen Yan carried was lighter than his own.

Seeing Wen Yan gasping after walking a piece of the mountain path, Shen Yan shook his head helplessly.

With such poor physical fitness, he really needed to do some serious training!

After the age of fifteen, Shen Yan had always been running up and down the forest and was quite familiar with wilderness survival.

Moreover, the desert island had been surveyed by the program group, making it quite safe for her.

She had a good sense of direction and didn't need a map to easily find the destination.

"Let's rest for a bit," Wen Yan, feeling dizzy and nauseous, insisted.

Unable to endure any longer, he collapsed beside a rock, gasping for air and calling to Shen Yan in front.

Shen Yan pointed ahead, "I see a river up front, where we should be able to catch some fish."

Lunch was sorted then.

Wen Yan had no energy left.

Even if there were fish, he didn't feel like moving; he decided to just give up and "eat air" for lunch.

It was all pointless anyway.

No matter how much Wen Yan slacked off on the side, Shen Yan walked over, dropped the things she carried on the ground with a clang.

It was evident that her load wasn't light at all.

Taking out a knife, Shen Yan chopped up some underbrush and sharpened the end, trying it in her hand, then took off her shoes revealing her flawless, fair feet.

She rolled up her pants slightly.

Her pale skin, illuminated by the river light, appeared even more jade-like.

Barefoot, she stepped into the shallow river, aimed at the fish swimming out from the dark river, and swiftly impaled them.

Her movements were sharp and decisive.

From a higher position, Wen Yan watched Shen Yan's actions from a distance and was about to scoff when he saw her strike twice in succession, raising three lively, jumping fish!

Wen Yan's eyes widened!

Was this even possible?

Shen Yan flung the fish ashore and struck twice more.

She succeeded only once.

Four fish, enough for a meal.

Shen Yan hadn't expected such luck to encounter fish in this place.

These few wild fish were almost as big as a palm.

Shen Yan climbed ashore, grasped the twitching fish, stood by the riverbank and gutted them, removing the scales, gills, and innards, all thoroughly cleaned and then skewered on two cleaned sticks.

She cleaned all four thoroughly before finding a spot and some dry wood to start a fire, setting up a structure, and slow-frying them on a flat pan.

The production team had provided salt and a bit of oil.

They weren't going to make them eat tasteless food.

Wen Yan stared in amazement.

Shen Yan had taken less than ten minutes to complete the whole series of tasks.

As the aroma of the fish drifted over, Wen Yan finally snapped out of it and ran up.

In shock, he stared at Shen Yan, "You, you really are Shen Yan!"

Shen Yan gave him a bland look, "If you want lunch, come and help."

"Oh, oh..."

Wen Yan was still a bit dazed.

He squatted on the opposite side, watching the fragrant fish cooking.

"Flip them, don't let them burn," Shen Yan handed him the stick.

"What about you?" Wen Yan instinctively caught it.

"Looking for wild vegetables," one can't just live on fish.

Wen Yan blinked dumbly, staring blankly at Shen Yan walking in the other direction, his hand touched the pot and recoiled from the burn.

At this moment, Shen Yan's live stream was eerily quiet.

[Hahaha, now let's see how you guys could criticize Shen Yan.]

Shen Yan's top fan was utterly triumphant.

Another fan flashed flags: [Look at how stunned you Wen Yan fans are. Shen Yan's move is awesome...6666]

[Scaring all you clueless Wen Yan fans, haha...]

Wen Yan fans and critics were not having it.

[They must have bribed the production team to cut to this scene.]

[This must be Shen Yan's double.]

[Fake Princess brought a double on the show, I'm really done!]

[Pfft, they all pretend to be blind, Wen Yan fans and critics are equally nauseating. Look at those professional moves of Shen Yan, professional fishing, nobody's got Shen Yan's skills! Proud to be a fan! Onwards with the Shen Yan banner, charge!]

The drone that followed shot captured Shen Yan picking wild vegetables.

The audience had sharp eyes, especially those from rural areas, who could tell at a glance that the wild vegetables Shen Yan picked were edible.

Critics, regardless of whether they were edible or not, claimed that Shen Yan had prior insight from the production crew or had marked the spot for advance picking.

Anyway, the critics always found a loophole to hurl insults.

Casual fans joining in, seeing these nitpicky barrage of insults, rolled their eyes in disgust.

Those who weren't fans of anyone were instantly captivated by Shen Yan's charm when they saw him.

They didn't know what had happened before, but what they saw now, Shen Yan didn't depend on his star quality alone—handsome and down-to-earth, liked by everyone who met him.

Only the critics were blind to miss such a good person.

Because of this act, Shen Yan gained some fans, and his top fan immediately set up a fan group for Shen Yan, pulling all his supporters into the group.

Now, with no messy ranking to vote for, the fans just flooded the live stream with comments.

Shen Yan didn't know all this, still picking vegetables, came back to see Wen Yan had burnt the fish black, his lips twitched.

"Let me do it," Shen Yan pointed to the vegetables he had picked, "go wash these."

"Oh," Wen Yan, hating that he had no talent for cooking, everything he cooked ended up burnt despite his diligent stirring.

Wen Yan took the vegetables to the river to wash them, having crouched down for a while, he just stood up and stepped on a slippery stone.

"Ah..."

Wen Yan gripped the vegetables, his body wobbling, about to fall into the river.

The production crew watching sucked in a breath.

The part of the river just ahead of Wen Yan was a bit deep, and Wen Yan, who couldn't swim, saw himself about to plunge into the water, his face turning pale.

Faster than the crew could react, a graceful figure rushed forward, a pale white hand swiftly grabbed Wen Yan's wrist and pulled him back.

Wen Yan spun half around, carried backward by a force and landed on solid ground, his shaking form stabilized by a hand across his waist.

The whole process took just a few seconds.

From running out to single-handedly saving Wen Yan, Shen Yan was quick as a blink.

Seeing the six-foot tall Wen Yan leaning on the slim Shen Yan, everyone's jaws dropped!

[Holy! Hero saves... no, beauty saves the dude!]

[Damn so cool! Ahhh! How can she be this cool!]

[Oh my gosh! First time realizing Shen Yan could be this cool, those barrage bashers, aren't your hands rotting?]

[Wen Yan fans, aren't you coming to thank her? Wen Yan's so weak, even falling while washing vegetables, could it have been intentional?]

For once, Wen Yan's fans kept quiet.

Shen Yan let go of Wen Yan, calmly said, "Be careful."

Still shaken, Wen Yan stuttered, "Th-thank you..."

Shen Yan went back to check her fish, hoping it wasn't burnt again.

Off camera.

In the treatment room.

The handsome man watching the scene slightly frowned, then silently pressed down on his tablet.