Chapter 122: Black History
The next day, Spade and Arren were still trending on all of the social media apps in the Empire and even around the world. It was especially so for Arren, whose identity and face were now plastered all over the internet.
Arren scrolled through his phone and only read some while skipping most of the posts. He had already been scrolling for over thirty minutes, and most of the posts he’d seen were all about him.
"Damn, this is way too much, isn’t it? I’m afraid, I’m even more famous than the celebrities now," Arren couldn’t help but blurt it out, his face filled with surprise and amazement.
"You’re the future Empress, everyone wants to know who you are." Rave, who was at his side and brewing tea, responded. Life in the palace was like that; it was sometimes repetitive and boring.
He glanced at Rave slightly before continuing to read some posts and comments. Arren was aware that the impact of being introduced by Spade to everyone would be significant, but to actually experience it still gave him a great shock.
His fingers stopped, and he looked at his picture in a post. Arren had to get used to seeing his pictures everywhere on the internet from now on. He could only hope that no one would post unpleasant pictures of him if there were any.
His eyes narrowed as he read the conversation on the post.
[I know him. I always see him at the bar I frequently go to. He is also very beautiful in person]
’Ahem! Thank you!’
[He went into bars????]
’So? What’s wrong if I go to bars?’