They didn't know whether Chen Changan was easygoing, but they knew one thing for certain: his sword could take a life.
"I think Mr. Chen is absolutely right. The Primordial Land is far too chaotic. It's time someone set things straight."
"Exactly. If the Wind Cloud Pavilion is the only power in the Primordial Land from now on, our lives will be much more peaceful."
"Right! No more fighting and killing. Everyone can live in peace. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"
"Couldn't agree more! That's the life I've always dreamed of!"
"From now on, the Primordial Land will finally be on the right track. We're all on the same side, so there's no need for more conflict. This is a good thing, without a doubt!"
"What Mr. Chen is doing will benefit the entire Primordial Land. It's a great act of virtue!"
Looking at the people before him, all smiling and saying things they didn't mean, Chen Changan didn't particularly care.
Anyone who could make it in the Primordial Land was a fiercely independent, decisive killer who did whatever they pleased.
Peace? Stability?
They'd probably find a life like that hard to get used to. It certainly wasn't what they were after.
If they wanted that kind of life, what the hell would they be doing in the Primordial Land?
Still, Chen Changan didn't mind. Some things could change gradually, little by little.
After all, many people had come here against their will. Trapped in this environment, they had no choice but to get caught up in the chaos.
"Since no one has any objections, starting today, the Wind Cloud Pavilion will bring every faction in the Primordial Land under its banner."
"From now on, you'll all be members of the Wind Cloud Pavilion."
"Of course, after you leave here, you'll