The ashes in Little Mountain City were very thick, accumulating to a depth comparable to a heavy snowfall.
Some roads were entirely blocked.
However, Little Mountain City quickly regained its vitality.
Because after unexpectedly coming together in warmth and sincere friendship, everyone felt not only the warmth of human hearts and the true feelings of the mortal world, but also a group of storytellers spreading the word, encouraging people to do good and perform heroic deeds.
Among these heroic deeds, naturally, was the task of sweeping the entire city.
Though Little Mountain City is small, it's part of the Martial World, where not killing and not robbing is considered fortunate. Asking them to help sweep ashes was sheer fantasy.
You storytellers might be eloquent, but money talks and that's all they care about.
In the end, it's the ones with money who are the masters, so why do they need to listen to you?
