Fang Ning walked towards the Draconic Penitentiary, which was where he was most familiar with over the recent years. Though it did not sound very right, it was the truth…
Upon arriving at the entrance of the Draconic Penitentiary, he lowered his head a little, and walked through the little wooden door at the wall that surrounded the volcano. Afterward, he could not help but sigh as it really did not seem prestigious.
Those who knew would know that it was a "dragon prison" with an unpredictable celestial aura, but those who did not know would certainly think that Master Fang was digging a vegetable garden…
He had thought about changing it into a grand and magnificent gate but sir had a frugal nature. It was extremely stingy that it was really hard to convince it.
