Ning Qi's expression changed slightly, and he looked at Nu Tao coldly: "Elder Nu, let's not say whether my master's matter is true or not, even if it is true, what does it have to do with me? Year? You are avenging your own personal revenge, right?"

"Bold!"

The momentum of the raging wave suddenly changed, and Ning Qi felt as if his heart had been hit several times with a big hammer, and he took seven or eight steps back suddenly, with a trace of blood gradually overflowing from the corner of his mouth.