The response to Heishi was the overseer's mocking expression.
He and the guards of the mine exchanged smiles, as if they had heard a colossal joke.
The most humorous part lies in the fact that every so often, a few self-proclaimed clever individuals appear here, fantasizing that they are the righteous messengers chosen by the heavens, trying to expose them.
Just like the fool in the past whose head they smashed and whose corpse was discarded like garbage into the depths of the mine, the group of miners banding together, fantasizing about setting up a sacrificial ritual to incite a riot, is even more so.
In this city, how exactly can one expose them?
