"You are the head of the Caojiang Pirates? Well, it seems that you Caojiang Pirates have murdered and set fires all these years. A mere cultivator in the late stage of eternal life is worth more than a hundred crimes?"

Ning Qi glanced at the middle-aged monk, and then at the Caojiang Pirate disciples near him. The worst one had a crime value of more than one hundred and ten.

"What crime value? Play tricks, wait until I finish you, and then go to Wu Zhisheng to settle the score!"