White Moon City was as bustling as ever. Although it was cold and bitter, living didn’t seem so hard in Silver Moon. True, there were complaints and grumbles to be heard on the streets. When the Li Hao of old heard those voices, his first thought was that the officials of Silver Moon were full of shit! How could they operate the province to such dismal straits!0

But now that he took another look, while the people weren’t dressed in pretty clothes, everyone had thick garments to wear. Their faces were flushed with decent health, which indicated that food was acceptable and they could at least eat their fill.0

In comparison, the central region may shine with a glamorous veneer, but there was much that one could learn about their true situation. Their appeal was built on the back of shadows. It was abnormal that no beggars could be seen in their cities. While some could be seen in Silver Moon, that was the normal occurrence.1

Silver Moon denizens didn’t particularly react to the Inspectorate conducting patrols on the streets. Wasn’t it normal...0