Arhat of Humanity

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.,"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.,Just as he was lost in thought, Yang, the steward, had already revealed a look of surprise, as if it were a good thing to meet Lu Ye here. He rushed forward and grabbed Lu Ye's shoulder: "Come with me!"。