The boss' type

After a while of staying in the darkness of the unknown place, Ding's nervousness slowly faded and his body muscles relaxed.

Just as he resigned to the fate of being left to starve to death, he heard the faint shuffling of feet and his ears perked up immediately.

Probably because of the darkness or the nervousness shot up again, his hearing was heightened and he could hear the deep breathes these men took as they walked into the darkness.

"This time's batch is sure to get boss some millions that's a fact."

The guy who was deemed as the boss gave a disdainful grunt in response.

With a loud click amplified in the darkness, a bright light suddenly shine above and everyone was forced to shield their eyes.

A few seconds passed and Ding slowly opened his eyes only to meet with a pair of dark eyes staring down at him.