Miao Qiuping glanced at his sister. Knowing he could not hide it any longer, he answered candidly, "In the past, the Miao Clan and the Lian Clan held the greatest power in Nan Gu Town. With Nanxiang Street as the boundary, each occupied one side. For thousands of years, they had kept to their own waters and never crossed paths; in recent years, though minor frictions had arisen from time to time, things had generally remained harmonious, and the competition between us had been healthy."
"Whenever irreconcilable disputes occasionally emerged, the neutral Spirit Prison forces and traveling merchants would help mediate them."
"Compared with Nan Gu Town's crisis of survival, no matter what conflicts arose in the past, both sides had been willing to yield where they could and seek development together."
Tang Yuan snorted coldly. "The Spirit Prison now is nothing like neutral."
Miao Qiuping nodded with grim fury. "Ever since the previous Prison Overseer stationed here died and the Grand Prison sent that dog Xiao Shu over, everything changed. That dog never gave a thought to Nan Gu Town. The moment he took office, all he cared about was squeezing out resources. In no time at all, he turned Nan Gu Town into a foul, smoky mess. Even the Teleportation Array in and out of Nan Gu Town became a tool for his profit."
"Any traveling merchant or Rogue Cultivator who looked easy to bully—none of them made it into Nan Gu Town alive. Often, they had barely stepped out of the Teleportation Array before being taken into his residence. The men were there for him to plunder for resources, and the women for his Y pleasure."
"We were weak too. We and the Lian Clan shared the same thoughts, both seeking safety through endurance, each wanting the