The interior of the mine was dim. A shovel clattered to the ground, hitting the floor two or three times, but Shenxiu dodged it with ease. The foreman, having been alerted by the discovery of an Ink Stone, lunged forward and pinned Zhao Fo'er just as his shovel hit the ground.
Zhao Fo'er struggled wildly, his mind clouded by the chaotic essence of the Ink Stone. "Let go of me! If you touch me again, I’ll kill..."
Before he could finish, a foul-smelling sweat rag was shoved into his mouth to prevent him from biting his tongue in his madness. The foreman then skillfully bound Zhao Fo'er with rope. Zhao Fo'er shuddered, and fat tears began to roll down his cheeks.
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