Lan Zhengqing looked at everyone's actions with satisfaction.
Knowing that he still had absolute control over these refugees from the Ice Cicada Sect.
They still treated him like a Savior, not daring to defy a single word he said, not daring to entrust their lives to anyone else.
After all.
He was the only one willing to look these refugees in the eye.
Even though he was using them, it was already a great blessing for them.
Therefore.
These refugees were grateful to him.
He absolutely would not allow such situations to occur again. These fear emotions were like a plague; once someone started having such thoughts, everyone would start thinking the same.
If the refugees started having their own ideas, fearing for their lives, how could his grand ambitions be completed?!
His ambitions must be fulfilled by these fearless refugees!
Thus, he must keep these refugees' lives firmly in his grasp, and never relax his vigilance.
