In Lu Ye's view, such a fight was simply a confrontation between the order camp and the evil camp. He had just been accidentally caught in the tide of this confrontation.,The miners were not united. Miners from different factions were destined to be unable to unite. For a good piece of ore, the miners would often fight until they were bruised and bloodied.,Just as he was lost in thought, Yang, the steward, had already revealed a look of surprise, as if it were a good thing to meet Lu Ye here. He rushed forward and grabbed Lu Ye's shoulder: "Come with me!"。