"Arguments without merit! You deliberately deify yourself, making them treat you as a deity, worshiping you, trusting you, listening to your every word, and then they become the fat sheep played in the palm of your hand, at your mercy!"
Jiang Xiaobai suddenly unraveled Yun Kong's routine.
Yun Kong still maintained an air of calmness, as if he truly were an enlightened monk.
"You are wrong again! Have you seen me put a sword to their necks to make them believe in me? None of them are fools, they are all smart people. Why do so many clever ones choose to trust me? It's because I have credibility. I can give them the spiritual sustenance they need. Who else besides me can offer them these things? When they come to me and listen to my teachings, they feel spiritually cleansed and they believe that by following my instructions, they can receive Heaven's protection, their dreams fulfilled, without any hindrances."
