Bab 915: Getting the Galaxy

"Oh, stairs to step down from the stage?" Jinkuang stroke his yellowish beard while looking thoughtful. "Sounds amazing."

A brand-new but old-fashioned Cadillac came to a stop as Sheyan walked out of the entrance. The one in the driver's seat was K. K was a middle-aged man of about fifty. The wrinkles on his face were very deep, giving him the impression of one who was constantly in deep thought. One glance at him was enough to know that he was not a person who liked to gabble nineteen to the dozen. He would only speak when he was sure of his words.

Sheyan immediately did something when he saw K.

He first put on a pair of contact lenses that could filter light, then put on a pair of sunglasses so big that they covered half his face!

K was obviously someone who was very proficient in using the neuralyzer. Even the main protagonist fell victim to his skillful flashes. Sheyan of course had to guard against it, with double protection.