It was like the shadow of a tree, grayish and indistinct. The branches were lush and the limbs split from the trunk about one-third of the way up, supporting a semi-circular canopy.,The two Liu brothers were lurking stealthily near the mine entrance, certainly not with good intentions.,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.。