Ning Qi was also aware of this, but as long as his goal was achieved, it was enough.
Even if there was some doubt, these people would still come.
That was sufficient.
He didn't need them to completely believe him.
Ning Qi snorted coldly:
"What? That dog Lei attacked me, and I can't kill him in return?"
Skinny Elder looked somewhat skeptical:
"He, a mere Primordial Core Realm, dared to attack you? Fatty, explain in detail what happened that day?"
He stared intently at Ning Qi.
As if trying to discern something from his expression.
At this moment.
The crowd behind him respectfully saluted:
"We greet Fatty Elder!"
Ning Qi nodded slightly, but the killing intent in his heart gradually intensified.
He casually swept his gaze, but in fact, he was focusing on a one-eyed man among them. Even after nine years, he could still recognize that voice.
