“I’m the vendor from the street next to here. They arrested me for supposedly affecting the city’s appearance. Hmph, no one else is in trouble, just me, all because of my yellow skin,” the woman said with a bitter smile.

“How could they do this?” Eliana slumped down on the ground, feeling powerless.

“Young lady, maybe you thought things were better when you decided to come here, but it’s not really like that. Westerners are very arrogant. They believe they’re superior. You’re still young, if you can go back to your own country, do it. This place is not suitable for us.”

This middle-aged woman revealed the bitterness. Eliana was...