In the Jingxiu Mountain Range, upon a patch of ruins, three figures stood shoulder to shoulder, gazing in silence.
The Wanyan family's mine had been reduced to ruins, completely collapsed. Judging from the traces left at the scene, the miners must have all perished—unless they, like Zhou Chuan, had left two days in advance.
Fusu and Qianjizi were filled with emotion and profound relief; had they not been taken away in time, their fate would have been all too easy to imagine.
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