Chapter 136 Hai Ling

The old man was dressed in a black robe, with a head full of Chinese hair casually spread out behind his head, and although his fire-red face was full of wrinkles, the robust body that did not belong to the prime of life in the slightest showed that the old man was not as old and useless as he appeared to be. Suddenly, Han Chen's eyes condensed, in the old man's left chest, there was a small hammer and a piece of iron felt, beside the hammer, two silver water lines were holding four golden stars, and the light reflected on them, glittering.