Looking at the students below, who seemed as pumped up as if they had been injected with chicken blood, Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling, standing at the back, exchanged a glance. Both saw shock and speechlessness in each other's eyes.
Th-This... actually worked?
It was clearly bandit behavior—collecting a protection fee. How had this brat's smooth talk turned it into a passionate Nation-Saving Movement of "for the country and the people" and "know shame and be brave"?
This Brainwashing Ability... was simply more terrifying than his strength!
Xue Qinghe had just reached the edge of the plaza and was about to rush over to demand an explanation when the deafening roar froze him in place.
He looked at the small figure onstage, passionately whipping a group of Second-Generation Ancestors into a fervor, then at the noble students below. They had usually been arrogant beyond belief, yet now each one was red-faced and pumped up as if injected with chicken blood.
Xue Qinghe's mind went blank.
What? This could work too?!
He could even collect a protection fee with patriotic sentiment behind it?!
The speech ended, but the atmosphere in the plaza remained feverish.
Xuan Hao jumped down from the podium in satisfaction and beckoned to Dugu Yan and the other two, who were still staring blankly behind him.
"Alright, stop spacing out. Get to work."
"You three are responsible for collecting the money. Remember, register every single person. Keep clear records of who paid and who didn't. This will serve as proof of the Protection Services we provide later."
"Also..."
Xuan Hao pulled over Na'er, who was eating a tanghulu, and seated her behind the table for keeping accounts. With a serious expression, he said,
"Na'er, sit here and keep an eye on them."
"If the three of them