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!

at Extreme Martial

the information he got out of

deep breaths to calm himself down. "I can't believe it! I never imagined it would be like this! They're

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

worries, to give up any dreams of fame and success, choosing instead to enter the deep

bad feeling about this," sighed Tan Xing. "Nobody has ever discovered them for the past few decades, but now

was worried that something

arts suddenly went on a decline, and the martial arts circle was soon as good as dead in

different sects and schools ended up falling apart and even though many had returned to the scene, not many had learnt what their sects and schools taught

now that these reclusive clans were appearing, Tan Xing really didn't

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

after seeing

looked at Tan Long. "You

Tan Long nodded.

was an old custom, but the method was a little

enough for them to see that these supposedly reclusive clans were