Billionaire God of War

"I understand, I'll just take it as a good experience then."

Lin Yuzhen took Jiang Ning's hand and walked towards the restaurants inside.

A pair of eyes were staring coldly at Lin Yuzhen and Jiang Ning from afar.

"Tsk," he scoffed quietly. "Is his invitation card real? I don't think I sent him one."

"It's real, I've authenticated it, Mr Jimmy," replied the staff.

His expression was equally nasty. He was just a service staff, but his pride as being someone under Jimmy made it difficult for him to accept the humiliation he suffered earlier in front of so many people. Jiang Ning had smacked this pride of his into shape in that instant.

Jiang Ning had emphasized on the fact that he was nothing but a service staff!

"Alright, I get it. You make arrangements accordingly." Jimmy impatiently dismissed the staff with a wave of his hands.

Ning and Lin Yuzhen from behind, but

blood on the handkerchief and Jimmy went

"Damn it!"

luxurious room and saw Fang Yin seated there. A crazed and murderous

noticed that look, but he wasn't

seem to suit you, so why

from his pocket. "Eat one every week and you will feel better. But of course, this isn't the antidote." This was

and his entire body was

Yin. He just calmly took

ease the

this cruise too. If you want to

need," said Fang Yin. "We'll meet again sooner

the guests this time has a page of the Extreme Fist Technique Manual. Which one is he?" Fang Yin was here solely for the manual. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of

Ning wasn't here to poach talents either. He was here for

tell you now," Jimmy shook his head and laughed coldly.