Liu Lao Da's forehead was battered, blood blurring his vision. He could vaguely see Lu Ye approaching him and scrambled away in fear: "Spare my life! My brothers didn't know it was you coming. We thought it was someone else... Spare my life!",Just as rice can nurture a hundred different kinds of people, there were all sorts of miners. Some, like the Liu brothers, were lazy and good-for-nothing. Others, like Lu Ye, had dreams in their hearts.,The intense pain cleared his head considerably. Once he realized he was still alive, he immediately got up.。
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