In the dim and damp mine shaft, Lu Ye walked forward with a mining basket on his back and a pickaxe in his hand.,Under the horrified gaze of both, Lu Ye raised his hand and threw the ore in his hand. It hit one of them squarely on the bridge of his nose. The man let out a yell and fell backwards to the ground, blood streaming down his face.,Yang the foreman is very optimistic about Lu Ye, after all, it's rare to see a miner as hardworking and enduring hardship like him.。