Want to live?
This question seems somewhat redundant.
Because if these people were truly seeking death, they wouldn't have been so desperately yelling for help earlier.
The young man lying motionless at the bottom of the pit responded decisively: "I'm Meng Lang, considered the deputy among these people. If you can save us from here, we're willing to lead the way ahead."
"Not bad, you've got the hang of it." Xiao Feng said with a satisfied smile.
In Xiao Feng's eyes, these people were no different from the traitors during the resistance period; their actions might be contemptible, but they could serve a purpose.
For instance... walking ahead to clear the mines, acting as cannon fodder.
