Night.
After a few days of adaptation, the prison in the Demon Suppression Tower has become quite harmonious, filled with a relaxed and amicable atmosphere.
In the square in front of the prison, a group of people were walking back and forth.
"Hurry up and start cooking."
"I've finished writing my love letter too."
"Are we having roasted rice tonight?"
"Yes."
"In bamboo tubes?"
"Both, bamboo tubes and River Demon wrapped rice."
"That's great, I never had anything so delicious before coming here."
A bonfire party lay before them, with barbeque grills, nets, crow feather brushes, and River Demon skin bellows.
They were busy cooking.
Thanks to Su Yuniang's soothing presence, these lower-class women, who had only a few years of schooling, were all moved by her.
Moreover, they now feel very "free."
They were not prisoners but over two thousand prison guards, the change in identity made them feel relaxed.
And where were the prisoners of the prison?
