On one side, the old brand was analyzing, while on the other side, Jiang Lu was already feeling the changes in the Evil God's Left Hand.
It had to be said, controlling time had indeed taken a significant toll on his body.
Releasing the dizziness and visual disturbances of the factory flower, Jiang Lu shook the water droplets off his hand, casually wiped his wrinkled fingers on the conveyor belt, and then fell into deep thought.
"Just by teasing for a moment, it's already congested..."
Jiang Bao looked swollen, making Jiang Lu furrow his brows,
"It must be because of the side effects."
As he was contemplating, the old brand hesitated and then spoke, "Young man, how long have you been in this line of work?"
Jiang Lu looked at the old brand and then lifted his hand to glance at his fingers, "It's been... quite a while."
"Hard to believe you're so young yet have been working for so many years, truly deceptive appearances," the old brand exclaimed.
