c422: Ruffian_1 (3)

"Only when they have no Spirit Stones left do they go to the mines to dig for a day or two..."

"So although they are Mining Cultivators, they aren't really Mining Cultivators..."

Mo Hua frowned, "Do they also help wronged Mining Cultivators claim Spirit Stones?"

Lu Ming was a bit surprised, "How did you know?"

Seeing Mo Hua ignoring him, Lu Ming had no choice but to explain,

"If a Mining Cultivator encounters misfortune, they will inform the family of the Mining Cultivator and then take it upon themselves to claim the Spirit Stones for them."

"The Spirit Stones they claim, they keep the lion's share, and only the rest gets to the hands of the Mining Cultivator's family."

"Doesn't anyone deal with them?" Mo Hua inquired.

"It's useless," Lu Ming said, "They have quite a few people, and they are ruthless in their actions. Once involved with them, they're like clingy dogs that you can't shake off..."

"The higher-up cultivators don't bother with them and the lower-class Mining Cultivators dare not speak out against them."

Mo Hua pondered for a moment and then asked:

"How do you know them?"

Lu Ming hesitated to speak.

Mo Hua said, "Tell the truth, I won't blame you."

Only then did Lu Ming sheepishly speak, "I've accepted Spirit Stones from them, giving them some conveniences here at the mine..."

Mo Hua's gaze sharpened, "What conveniences?"

Lu Ming hurriedly replied, "Nothing much, just that they come and go as they please, and if there's an issue, I would just turn a blind eye..."

Mo Hua's brows furrowed, a hint of doubt in his heart.

These ruffians themselves hardly ever mined, so why bribe for such privileges?

And what exactly were they doing that they needed the mine supervisor to "turn a blind eye"...

Mo Hua had a vague guess in his heart, and his gaze became icy.

Although the Loose Cultivators of Tongxian City were poor, the ones at the bottom supported each other.

But in South Yue City, some Loose Cultivators, despite being at the bottom and weak themselves, indulged in trampling over those even weaker.

"What are the names of these three cultivators?" Mo Hua asked coldly.

Lu Ming replied, "The tall one is named Wang Hu, the one with half his hair burned off is Tang Huzi..."

"The one leading them, with the scar on his face, is named Wang Lai, but privately everyone calls him 'Cheeky Wang'..."