Erwahllu Anklet Shop!
It was a dingy shop spanning a breadth of three metres and a couple metres in length. The shop's entrance was an old table on which a bunch of anklets were placed. Judging by the dust covering them, it had been a while since any customers appeared.
These anklets were unsold for months. Staring at them vacantly, seated behind the table with a paper fan in her hands was an old woman that kept watch on the narrow street.
This narrow street was once a bustling area when a local gang was active in the place and used it as their base of operations. But when the scale of their activity got too high-profile, the City Lord sent troops to curb the disturbance.
The gang was dissolved. The members were punished according to their criminal activities. Those who had committed milder crimes were sentenced to life at the mines. The rest were killed.