Whatever Young Master Mo says, naturally becomes the truth.
"It's just that..." Sect Master Zhao hesitated for a moment, unsure of whether to speak, but eventually sighed and said, "Young Master Mo, such high pressure is too much, I fear... it might be hard to win over the masses..."
Mo Hua looked puzzled, "Why should I make them submit?"
Sect Master Zhao was taken aback.
Mo Hua's gaze turned slightly cold, "For those with good hearts, you need them to be convinced both in heart and word."
"But those who are like 'ravenous wolves,' who fear power without appreciating virtue, treating them well is useless, they only need to be subdued by strength and intimidated by might, then they will willingly submit."
"I am the pride of a fifth-grade major sect, standing behind me is the great sect Taixu Gate of Qianxue."
"As long as I hold a superior position and power, they naturally have no choice but to depend on and flatter me."
