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

all the information he got out

eyebrows shot up and he took several deep breaths to calm himself down. "I can't believe it! I never imagined it

proved it and nobody

clans were really brave and able to just give up on all worldly worries, to give up any dreams of fame and success,

I have a bad feeling about this," sighed Tan Xing. "Nobody has ever

that

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

though many had returned to the scene, not many had learnt what their sects

were appearing, Tan Xing really didn't know if it was

it's a bad thing, we'll just

might be hiding in these famously reclusive clans of martial artists. But after seeing the messenger today, I realize that they are

Tan Long. "You would

Tan Long nodded.

they 'welcomed' the messenger was an old custom,

enough for them to see that these