Billionaire God of War

Jiang Ning looked up and stared straight at Li Feidao.

He didn't say anything, but the glint in his eyes made Li Feidao feel his hair stand on end.

"Don't tell me this has nothing to do with you, I won't believe it," said Li Feidao. "He was clearly at a much higher level than myself and it wasn't going to be hard for him to kill me. But he didn't deal me any fatal blows, and even left me with enough breath to run all the way to Donghai to look for you."

He wasn't an idiot. Otherwise he wouldn't be able to be in control of Assassins Group for so many years.

Even though he didn't understand many things when all this happened, he had figured all this out while recuperating.

"You wanna know?" asked Jiang Ning.

"Yeah." Li Feidao immediately nodded.

"I want to know too," replied Jiang Ning.

This response stunned Li Feidao. Jiang Ning's gaze slowly became more vicious as he turned and looked towards the display area where the manual pages were kept.

Li Feidao didn't say anything. He picked up his cup and drank its contents. His expression was complicated and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

Jiang Ning himself wasn't sure?

How could that be?

and seemed to be from the exact same school of

who learnt the Extreme Fist Technique. There were others who had pages of the manual as well, and they

something to do with Jiang Ning. But exactly how it was related to Jiang Ning was

half an hour, Li Feidao suddenly asked, "If it does have something to do with you, what do

Ning. "I would want to know

Li Feidao nodded.

then, you still owe

his tea,

getting dark

Extreme Martial Arts

front of the manual pages on

near them with his

HUUUU!

gust of wind

Feidao immediately opened his

flicked his wrist and sent several throwing knives towards the outside

and all the disciples in front of the

a loud slam as the tempered glass display was shattered. A large hand grabbed all four pieces and

lights in the academy lit

"Hurry! Hurry!"

stolen the manual!