C223 An Xiaotian

"Hmph." Zhang Fann did not stop. He slowly walked towards the clansman and glanced at him indifferently. Then, he rubbed his shoulder with the latter, who was trembling on his heels. He walked towards the clan, "There is no need to inform me. I will go find him myself."

"Stop!" Suddenly, a voice was heard.

Zhang Fann stopped and looked up. An elderly middle-aged man walked over