C415 Who Could Decide??

"Fifty years of facing the wall on the back mountain?"

Ning Qi's expression shifted subtly as he stared icily at Elder Nu. "Let's set aside the truth of my master's situation for a moment. Even if it were true, what does it have to do with me? Why should I be the one to face the wall for fifty years? This seems like a personal vendetta disguised as official punishment