"A slave to the mines, a slave he shall remain…" Lu Ye comforted himself with these words. Compared to those who had been killed, at least he was still alive.,He had also secretly assessed that even the lowest-cultivation cultivator in Xieyue Valley could easily beat ten of him.,But soon he felt something was amiss, for when Yang the manager rushed in, his face was pale and flustered, not like someone who was coming to help the Liu brothers.。