The Player of Time a

The scorching sun baked the yellow sand, and a nauseating stench hung heavy in the sweltering air.,The sunglasses-wearing man's mouth twitched, but there was no trace of mockery in his expression. After all, the way he had acted when he first got pulled into the illusion wasn't much better than this man in a suit.,Luo Jie, with a practiced ease, silently muttered in his heart, "Open the main panel," and faint light flickered within his black pupils.。