C672 Each of Them Had Their Own Thoughts as They Talked Nonstop!

Not far behind the door was the image wall, and beyond the image wall was the courtyard. At the end of the courtyard was the Fragrant Pavilion.

An old man with a head of silver hair was sitting cross-legged on the praying mat. When he saw Ye Fann and his team enter, he opened his eyes.

"This disciple of mine doesn't know anything. Guests, please don't take offense