It was like the shadow of a tree, grayish and indistinct. The branches were lush and the limbs split from the trunk about one-third of the way up, supporting a semi-circular canopy.,These two had been pampered before they were captured, and even as mine slaves, they were unwilling to suffer hardship. However, the identity of a mine slave was lowly, and the people of Evil Moon Valley didn't treat them as human at all. Without ore to exchange for contributions, they couldn't even get food.,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.。