Players in the Marve

An 18th-century crystal chandelier, with its delicately swaying tassels, casts a shimmering glow on the polished floor where one can see their reflection. The soft velvet blue drapes that hang low add to the opulent ambiance of this grand space.,"Oh Mr. Osbourn is here, then where is this Mr. President",Harry's expression was a little stiff. Facing the gun pointed at his head by Afeng, he fumbled around on his body for a long time before finally pulling out a golden pen and tossing it into the bucket of ice.。