C1239 Sacred State

"Which one?" Nangong Fan answered subconsciously.

"Grandfather, how is it?" The old man in green smiled.

The cold sweat that Nangong Fan had finally suppressed was now flowing down his forehead. Why did he feel that there was something else in his words?

"Alright, old man, stop bullying Nangong brat …" A gentle female voice sounded.

The voice was soothing like the spring breeze