The first month is coming to an end.

The desert day had grown hot.

In the warden's dormitory, Li Tianlan, who was casually wearing a white shirt, hung up the call with Dongcheng Invincible, looked out the window at the yellow sand, and squinted his eyes.

It's been six months since I entered the desert prison.

The desert was quiet as usual.

But the dark world is already in shock.

The effects of the mysterious strongman's attack on the North Sea Wang Clan ...