Billionaire God of War

In the halls of the Inner Court, something was happening at the same time.

"Mr Zhang, we weren't..."

"Silence!"

There was a thunderous look on Zhang Heng's face. Fury and bloodthirst colored his eyes and they looked ready to tear into someone.

He glared at Zhu Qi and his gang.

"You're really something, aren't you? You barged into Third Miss's courtyard brazenly and what made things worse is that you did it because you wanted to speak to the sect leader. So, what emergency had you demanding to speak to the sect leader directly instead of talking to me first? Is the Inner Court too small to accommodate your greatness? Do you think me unworthy of your attention? You had the audacity to disregard the rules of our sect and bypass your direct superiors. Am I dead to you?"

Zhang Heng's palm slammed loudly on the table and sent the teacups on the table shaking violently.

Blood had drained completely from the faces of Zhu Qi and his fellow disciples. An icy cold had overtaken them. They couldn't utter a single word.

They wouldn't dare to voice a sound of protest even if Zhang Heng were to kill them out of fury now.

How could they have known that Jiang Ning and the sect leader had known each other all along? How could they have known that the two shared a relationship that seemed more than ordinary? Zhang Heng, the principal of the Inner Court himself, had been giving a verbal lashing by the sect leader.

Who were they in comparison? They were nothing!

"Speak!" Zhang Heng roared. "You certainly had your way with words just now, didn't you? Why aren't you saying anything? Is it because the sect leader isn't here? Must the sect leader be present before you are willing to speak?"

coursed through Zhang Heng's body. He was stuck serving a harsh punishment because of this unexpected disaster. What upset him the most was the fact that his

had had no

Heng

and the other disciplines remained silent. There was no way they could

could

wasn't a member of Qingshan Sect? It was true that he wasn't, and the sect leader

could argue

the sect leader knew it didn't matter if Jiang Ning harbored any ill intentions towards. the sect. They

that no one

couldn't be bothered to waste any more time on them. A dozen men marched into

fellow disciples

his fellow disciples

Heng thundered. In accordance with the rules of the Disciplinary Hall, these wretched creatures are to be marked as Sinners. Go, serve your sentence!" "Mr Zhang! I... "It's too

did not spare Zhu Qi and the rest a single

fate that awaited them. What made things worse was the fact that they

Zhang! Mr Zhang! Please

is all Zhu Qi's fault. We had nothing to do

"Mr Zhang! Mercy, please!"

gradually faded away. Zhang Heng stood rooted to the spot. His shoulders were heaving

his