Chapitre 1475: Who's Pushing the Tide

There was no satisfaction, but only heaviness on Diwu Qingrou's face.

"The strength right now is still much inferior to Chu Yang's Nine Tribulations brothers." Diwu Qingrou placed his hands behind his back and walked about in the tent slowly. He thought to himself, "I still need to continue applying pressure… Though Lan Mofeng is leaning to my side temporarily, he's forced to do so by the situation, for his own protection. Strictly speaking, he cannot be considered part of my own power…"

"For the rest of the people, it's easy to segregate and threaten them to obedience. But to completely have their loyalty, it's almost impossible." Diwu Qingrou thought about it, pacing.

There was mist in the air, and a black figure suddenly appeared in the tent, standing silently behind Diwu Qingrou.

Diwu Qingrou's expression did not change, as though he didn't notice it; he was still pacing. Yet he asked softly, "Why did you help me?"