After Han Anbo finished speaking, he looked toward Li Qingxian.
Everyone looked toward Li Qingxian.
Li Qingxian quietly watched the mayor ahead of him and slowly said, "We must survive. Every one of us must do everything possible to survive."
Just then, Filthy Beggar raised his spear high and shouted, "Long ago, Blessing Town had some river diggers..."
Roaring, Filthy Beggar once again told the story of the river diggers and the lake diggers.
Some frowned, while others watched the Upper Mountain District nobles, who had descended into chaos, and remained silent.
After finishing the story of the river diggers and lake diggers, Filthy Beggar pointed at the mayor with his slightly hoarse voice and said, "You heard that, right? This bastard was affected by the Eerie Mist and finally told the truth! All these years, he's stolen the Ginseng Fruit belonging to everyone like a rat; he's forced us to labor for them like a starving tiger; he's disguised himself as a kind and righteous administrator like a fox; they've sucked our blood like mosquitoes. Once we have little blood left, he devours our flesh and blood like a pack of wolves."
Filthy Beggar shouted, "Some people say the river diggers and lake diggers are merely a simple story of draining the pond to catch the fish. When I heard that, it felt as though a sharp awl had pierced my heart. Just how much humiliation must someone have suffered, just what must they have endured, to become so cowardly and lowly? To treat themselves as livestock and slaves, and treat the Upper Mountain District people as masters by natural right?"
The crowd froze for a moment.
Filthy Beggar continued loudly, "Some say this is simply a matter of distribution. I feel just as sorry when I hear that.