The mustached thug, noticing the blood soaking through his clothes and feeling the weakness creeping in, hurried to finish his story.
"An internal war broke out. Gangs fought over these new resources, and outside forces jumped in too. Old powers fell, new ones rose, hidden and famous alike. It's pure chaos now. We used to be a decent gang, but now we're barely hanging on. A bunch of our guys split off to join stronger groups. We found this abandoned mine, way out here from the Shattered Soul Sanctuary—the main city—and decided to keep things low-key."
Lu Qing stepped closer to Lu Sheng and lowered his voice. "Young Master, we could take over this setup. Use these thugs as our front. They'd be our shield, our face. What do you think?"