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.,At this moment, Lu Ye felt a chill run down his spine. He saw a faint blue light flowing through the palm of the other person's hand.,This cultivator surnamed Yang was a small manager on the mine. Lu Ye often interacted with him because he exchanged Qi Blood Pills from him, so they were quite familiar with each other.。