"Boom!"
"Rumble..."
"Where there is a will, there is a way! The ancients... did not deceive me!"
All around, chunks of rock of various sizes fell from the sides and the top of the mine shaft. The rumbling noise was incessant, yet Chen Yao remained seated there, seemingly oblivious to the dangerous surroundings.
Even the murmur escaping his lips carried an unmistakable determination and resoluteness: "It's all over; dawn is about to break, but to welcome it... it must be with a blood-soaked slaughter!!"
Finishing the last sentence, a glint of cold light flashed in his eyes. Without any hesitation, he rose to his full height and, amidst the rain of falling debris, walked to the surface step by step, unhurriedly...
"The collapse happened, it collapsed down there again..."
"Run..."
"With such a massive commotion this time, who knows how many are buried down there again. When will these days end?"
"Ugh... I miss my wife, I miss my son..."
