Billionaire God of War

"UNGGH! UNGH!!"

The messenger was on the verge of tears.

Even if all this were the most delicious food and wine, this method of eating made him feel like dying right now.

He was from a reclusive clan of martial artists! He was one of the Fang family's men!

This welcome meal went on for an hour. All three bottles of high alcohol content baijiu was in his stomach. His face was crimson and he couldn't even stand properly anymore. "So, where is the Fang family located?" asked Tan Long with a smile. "You're done eating and you've drunk quite a bit, so why don't we have a nice chat?"

The messenger was in a daze and his head was spinning. He didn't even know what he was talking about and could barely understand what Tan Long asked him.

By the time he sobered up, he wasn't in Donghai anymore. If not for his swollen face, he might not even remember that he had gone to Donghai.

He had gone to send a letter to Jiang Ning.

He would never forget the humiliation he suffered until the day he died!

Extreme Martial

was reporting all the information he got out

Zhongnan!" Tan Xing's eyebrows shot up and he took several deep breaths to calm himself down. "I can't believe

proved it and nobody would believe that anybody would go so deep into

able to just give up on all worldly worries, to give up any dreams of fame and success, choosing instead to enter the deep mountains to live in anonymity and to

feeling about this," sighed Tan Xing. "Nobody has ever discovered them

worried that something else

suddenly went on a decline, and the

up falling apart and even though many had returned to the scene,

were appearing, Tan Xing really didn't know if

a bad thing, we'll just trample on them," said Jiang Ning

clans of martial artists. But after seeing the

Long. "You would

Tan Long nodded.

way they 'welcomed' the messenger was an old

to see that these supposedly reclusive clans were actually not too different