C130 Refining Mystic Weapons

"Hey, do you often change your husbands?" Su Chen looked at the old man, his face full of surprise.

"Yesterday, the old horse died, so the company sent me to help you drive the car and also to protect your safety." The old man's face was rigid, like Shi Yan, who had been passed down from the ancient times.

"I feel that your words are a bit exaggerated. With my power and strength