"Get over there!"
"Get in, now!"
"Go in or die!"
The rumors about Mine Pit No. 19 were clearly no secret to most of the Inspectors.
At the bottom of the mine pit, still some distance from the designated Area No. 19, the escorting Inspectors all came to a halt.
Swords were drawn. Gleaming blades, accompanied by harsh shouts, forced the men on Forced Labor toward Mine Area No. 19.
Chu Mu had already stopped, watching everything dispassionately, his expression unchanging.
"Sir, please, have mercy!"
"I have elders and children to support! My whole family of eight depends on me!"
An old laborer dropped to his knees with a THUD, grabbing Chu Mu's pant leg and begging bitterly.
Chu Mu had a good memory and recognized the old laborer before him. He was the same old man who had often made small requests of him back when he was a Guardian at the mine.
At this time of year, under normal circumstances, this old man should have already completed his six months of Forced Labor…
