Another three days passed. During this time, large bonfires were lit every night outside Green Willow Fortress, where Blind Bei was conducting ideological re-education and transformation for the newly arrived Barbarian soldiers.
With the older Barbarian soldiers sharing their experiences, the ideological transformation seemed quite effective.
Zheng Fan had already noticed that during the day, these new Barbarian soldiers would look at him with a gaze carrying a hint of timid avoidance.
Well, Zheng Fan no longer cared about the role Blind Bei's brainwashing process had assigned him.
Since he was disinclined to "mingle and enjoy himself with the soldiers and common folk," letting them fear him as a devil seemed like a decent alternative. At least it saved him some trouble.
