C97 Bloody Sea Futu(2)

Nie Zhengrong let out a cold snort and glared at the people around him, his face filled with resentment.

Di Liushan's face darkened. The disciples of the academy were messing with the people of Hholy Martial Hall. This Nie Zhengrong had some talent, but he was so blind. There was no need to nurture him in the future.

"Haha!" Wai Kuangdao laughed loudly and nodded at Nie Zhengrong