Life held no glimmer of light, for Lu, there was only the exhausting day that had passed and an even more tiring one to come.
She was an orphan, or rather, more than ninety percent of the Long Hand Clan children didn't know who their parents were.
Perhaps, they once loved her dearly, perhaps, they once laughed warmly...
"313! Why aren't you hurrying up, do you want to die!"
Yet the anger of her fellow slave brought her back to her senses.
She numbly and gratefully nodded, quickening her pace in cleaning the bookshelves.
This was the city library of Gui City, a frontline colony of the Lava Clan and a gathering place for the Gray Dwarves.
As the masters of the colony, they naturally would not do the work themselves, they had a considerable number of slaves to endure all the toil.
The slaves of the Long Hand Clan, the private property of the library owner, that was the identity of Lu and her friends.
