C140 Evil Youngster
Just as Chen Xing and Yeyang Qingyan were having an ambiguous conversation in the tent, the sun was high in the sky in Area F of Area F of the Asylum. The workers in tattered clothes were sweating profusely as they waved their shovels and pulled the carts to dig up the soil and transport the mud.
Their expressions were all different, but they were all in a bad mood. Some were resentful