The Player of Time a

The scorching sun baked the yellow sand, and a nauseating stench hung heavy in the sweltering air.,A young tour guide, looking like an apprentice, blushed as he asked a burly man in sunglasses for a mini megaphone. Unfortunately, his tiny figure was too short. He stood on his tiptoes and jumped around, looking quite adorable.,"Are you guys done messing around! Just tell me where the exit is! I have a very important contract to sign this afternoon, it's worth millions!"。