"It's just Wolff and his team's bad luck..."
Lu Yuan said casually, not taking it to heart.
Honestly, he didn't care about the life or death of Wolff's group.
Even if they were acquitted, as long as they didn't bother him again... Lu Yuan couldn't be bothered with them.
He had too many things on his plate now to be concerned with such matters.
.....
Five hours later.
Lu Yuan stood on the top floor of a small white building, squinting through the window at the sky, blue and clear as if washed.
Below him, on the open ground, about two-thirds of the newly hired miners were gathered there, all seemingly waiting for something just like him.
"Wasn't it supposed to be at 12?"
Lu Yuan glanced at the time on his personal terminal and asked Lu Feng beside him.
"It's almost one in the afternoon now, why is there still no sign of the transport ship?"
Lu Feng frowned, operated the terminal for a moment, and quickly replied: "I don't know what caused the delay.
