Do Their Lives Not Matter To You?!

Unlike the first layer which had been deserted, there were still people inside their workshops, hammering away and whatnot. Despite the danger that befell them, these artisans didn't seem to stop their work for anything. 

Did they truly not care about their lives? Or were they already working to death?

These were the things Ming Yue questioned when she entered. 

All hell had broke loose outside but no one here seemed to care. 

"None of them are evacuating? Why?" 

One of the soldiers stepped forward, entering a workshop at random. 

"Why aren't you escaping? It's dangerous to be outside like this!", he yelled, trying the grab their attention. 

But he was ignored but the workman who kept chiseling away at a piece of stone. Suddenly the soldier grabbed him by the collar, going face to face with him!

"What's wrong with you?! Why aren't you running away?!" he yelled. 

The workman gave him a dead stare and sighed.