On the sea surface.
Two groups confronted each other.
Gao Fei and his companions stood on the left, while Ma Junchao and his companions stood on the right, with a dozen zhang separating them.
The atmosphere was somewhat tense.
"Liu Qing!" Ma Junchao snorted coldly, "You're nothing but a turtle hiding in its shell! Before, when I stole your fiancée, you didn't even dare to fart, and now, as I humiliate you in public, you still swallow your anger and don't dare to turn against me! You are a loser! You alive is just a waste of air and food! I advise you to just kill yourself! Living is also losing face!"
"You're the turtle hiding in its shell!" Liu Qing was angered, clenching his fists tightly. His forehead bulged with veins, and his eyes were bloodshot, clearly showing that he was very angry at this moment.
"Liu Qing, if you have the guts, then fight me one-on-one. Whoever loses will kneel and kowtow, calling the other 'grandpa'. Do you dare?" Ma Junchao said loudly.
