C290 The Whereabouts of the Crafting School
Hearing Ann Ning's words, the old man laughed maniacally.
Under the howling of the wind, his maniacal laughter sounded a little terrifying.
After a long while, the old man seemed to have had enough of laughing and finally stopped laughing.
"Young man, let me tell you the truth. I have no enmity with the people of the Crafting Sect, and I have never done anything harmful to them