Zhou Xuan started speaking and then moved around, saying, "You will truly become like pigs and dogs. The men, if they don't keep their heads down, will be slaughtered, and those who are obedient will be sold into forced labor.
The women, if beautiful, will be sent to the brothels, and if not, they'll be sold to some remote mountain village. I don't need to elaborate on the rest of their fates."
"But, but, if we don't leave, Mingjiang Prefecture is going to face a famine!"
"Nonsense."
This time Zhou Xuan wasn't stern. Instead, like a teacher reprimanding a naughty student, he gently tapped a paper fan on the head of a vocal citizen and said, "I, Zhou Xuan, have a small business in Mingjiang Prefecture, but I'm also the Young Master of the Zhou Family's Troupe in Ping Shui Prefecture,
