Arhat of Humanity

The boy's expression was somewhat melancholy, his eyes fixed on an empty space in front of him, as if staring at something.,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.。