As time passed by.
Under the scorching sun.
Cheng Yi and his dozen subordinates were all parched and dizzy.
The police surrounding them were holding umbrellas and drinking iced water, yet sweat still streamed down their bodies.
The weather was stifling and hot.
It made one's body uncomfortable.
When Cheng Yi saw the iced water in the hands of these officers, he desperately swallowed saliva, his lips so dry they were about to crack, and illusions began appearing before his eyes.
Several more minutes passed.
Cheng Yi's body began to sway unsteadily.
His clothes were already soaked with sweat, and his throat felt so dry it seemed it might emit smoke.
Right at that moment.
A black Rolls-Royce luxury car approached them.
Following the Rolls-Royce were several Mercedes SUVs.
After the Rolls-Royce stopped nearby.
The driver got out and respectfully opened the door for the person in the back seat.
A refined middle-aged man emerged from the rear seat.
