Belief and worship, and suspicion and fear were the same things. As such, ordinary people would naturally follow the masses. Basically, people tend to easily believe what others say, but it is difficult for them to stick to their own ideas.
A few days ago, when Lu Zhiyu stood near the window, he could see a large number of people coming towards him, including nobles and wealthy businessmen. When they arrived, they knelt down and wanted to get a blessing from him, but were stopped by Anke.
A few days later, the pilgrim-like believers dispersed like smoke. Not only that, those people who had respected Lu Zhiyu so much were now suspicious of him. Many people were discussing Lu Zhiyu in secret, most of their conversations being highly unfavorable.
On the third floor of the castle, Lu Zhiyu flipped through the books that he had been brought. He marked certain pages and highlighted others.