Billionaire God of War

"Excellent!" Fang Dong immediately nodded. He looked at Nanshan and smiled, "There are a few vacancies for elders in the Fang family. It looks like I've got to tell Father about getting some suitable candidates in."

Nanshan's expression didn't change, but he felt a glee in his heart. He quickly clasped his hands together politely and replied, "Fourth Young Master is indeed most wise."

He then took his leave and quietly left the room.

Fang Dong remained in the room and there was a threatening look in his eye.

All this rubbish about being brothers or being family was nonsense. When it was time to kill them off, he was going to kill them off. It was just a matter of how much it cost him to kill them off.

"Jiang Ning...you'd have to be the scapegoat this time!"

At the same time.

In the underground jail of the Fang family.

It was called an underground jail, but it was very different from the dingy and filthy prison cells that one might imagine.

least, someone like Fang Ran who was a descendant of the Fang clan, wouldn't be

a deep and dark cave, where only a very weak beam of sunlight

men on both sides of him. They stood aside and he turned to look at Jiang Ning. "Fang Ran is inside this jail. Do you dare to go in?" Jiang

followed behind. His expression remained calm, as

was He Daoren's last wish. As his disciple, he was going to help He Daoren finish anything he wasn't able to,

in was dark and winding. This cave wasn't too big and could only imprison a few

few rooms that were meant for family members to reflect on

was a sound of something hitting the locked metal gate. Jiang Ning turned

was clearly surprised. He didn't expect to

"Jiang Ning!"

His face was void of color and he didn't have energy at all. He was locked up here to reflect on his actions, and nobody would let him out before it was time to do so. Jiang Ning glanced at him and

Fang Wei glanced at Jiang Ning, then glanced at Fang Qiu without hiding any of his disdain for Fang Qiu. "The Fang family always has a few betrayers and

little at these words. He tried to stand and explain that he wasn't the one

wouldn't

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the metal grills of the door in front of him tightly and he simply couldn't hide the dejection and