Upon hearing Ning Qingqiu's mocking words, Nolan Biancheng's eyebrows shot up, his eyes flashed ruthlessly, and he was about to erupt. He was not a person known for patience, and being the King of the North, how could he tolerate this, even if it was Ning Qingqiu?
Ning Qingqiu's lips held a trace of a cold smile. He understood that if Nolan Biancheng truly went mad now, then Nolan Biancheng would be utterly defeated. This action would surely incur dissatisfaction from the other Ancient Clans. This was his real purpose in continuously provoking Nolan Biancheng!
Seeing Ning Qingqiu's cold smile, Nolan Biancheng felt a chill in his heart and immediately understood. However, he still found it hard to endure, his chest heaving with anger.
He had always been overwhelmingly domineering, easily defeating any opponent he encountered. Yet in this setting, it was truly not appropriate to make a move, and he felt so stifled that he could almost cough blood.
