C240 Zhao Jiang's Witch Sword

Wen Yu Chen's eyes were filled with joy, and the sparks that had been extinguished by his rationality were ignited in his heart. He suddenly let out a hearty laugh, and his smile filled his eyes and spread to the bottom of his heart.

"The Prince is in such a good mood today, why don't I help you?" The bonfire illuminated Zhao Jiang's slightly drunk face