C460 What a heavy taste

The interrogation room was already filled with people.

Zhang Jianye sat in front of the Poison Sect Elder and asked with a nervous expression: "Your name, how old are you?"

Poison Sect Elder looked at the dense crowd as if he was looking at some acrobatics. Suddenly, a bitter smile appeared on his face as he said, "I have forgotten my name. All I know is that everyone in the sect calls me Elder