The boy's expression was somewhat melancholy, his eyes fixed on an empty space in front of him, as if staring at something.,"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.,Yang the foreman is very optimistic about Lu Ye, after all, it's rare to see a miner as hardworking and enduring hardship like him.。